How do you properly portmanteau COVID and fitness? Regardless, I should probably emphasize the “co” since what motivated me today was my obnoxiously fit friend’s – Filipina Fox – Instagram post yesterday.
Not mad, jealous.
She took a page out of my home workout book from back when I was obnoxiously fit. When I was living in Seattle, my condo was in the top floor of a 13 floor building.
See also: How to not make money in Seattle real estate – buy on the 13th floor and laugh about it.
Anyway, my home routine included running stairs. Including the basement flight, my route from 13-LL was 1/10 of a mile and I used to knock out a mile or two a few times a week when the weather was shitty.
Usually before catching a car to a bar.
I’d been thinking about doing some what-I-call-running of the stairs in my building during quarantine, but have been expertly procrastinating. Not (only) because I’m lazy, but I started quarantine off with some reasonable exercise – starting with a couple of long walks in the early days followed by a HIIT home workout and a two mile hike later in the week.
After that HIIT/hike day, I found myself sore. Just a reasonable soreness on day two, prompting me to reason, “Give yourself another day to fully repair and then get back to it on day three.
Except: part deux…
I was more sore on the third day after my work out. Clearly, I needed another day to get my next level procrastination excuses up and running.
Filipina Fox posted her workout story yesterday on day four of my HIIT/hike workout.
This morning, I woke up to a shame double-whammy. First, the traitorous Facebook:
Yeah, five years ago I could eat a 5 lb tub of licorice. At least, that’s what I tell myself these days.
Then the Filipina Fox has to chip in helpfully with this pro-tip:
Already knowing I was doing this, I playfully demurred hoping she would not have any of my resistance. Riding to the call, she fully enabled:
But I still felt I could balance the reward with a little exercise. I’ve got a decade plus on Filipina Fox, so I thought that afforded me the option to adjust my workout down by a magnitude or two.
But it was also a HIIT/stair workout, so there were six upper body supersets mixed in between each six floor stair circuit.
Forget COVID-19, I’m making this quarantine about CoFit-20!
Also, about pizza, beer and now licorice!
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Sore. Lifting doors, bags of weed n feed (for the lawn, not me) walking the yard back and forth like an idiot, loading heavy crap for the dumpster run, moving everything in the garage at least once, including the free weights (oh wtf, lets do some reps!) and I ached beyond Tylenol and beer. Carrying landscaper tools all over…eff that stuff. Three days in and my fingers even hurt. Individual cherry red vines are the best, and social distance acceptable as no one has fondled anyone else’s “red vine.” Did I ever tell you about long ago sitting around helping an erstwhile playwright on his money gig, pulp porn? No? … Don;t forget the lemon drops to go in your health food equation! And Reeses white chocolate eggs, on sale as Easter has been locked out. WWJD? Find the church door locked and go hunt down some Reeses white chocolate eggs, that’s what.
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