Running P.T. update

It’s almost two month since I got back to the gym.  At first I started with the same program that I end up with last time.  For more than a month I was pushing and pulling weights up and down, back and forward.  Somehow, it didn’t feel the same.  It was much harder and results were much weaker, no matter how hard I tried.  That was a bit offsetting.

Then I did something very smart.  I talked to Uncle Vova – my coach, trainer, and P.T. advisor. He resolved plenty of my doubts. Aparently, doing weightlifting in the morning is not the same as doing the same weightlifting in the afternoon. The body needs to wake up and get prepared.

Since I can’t go the gym in the middle of the day with my current time table, but only in the mornings, Uncle Vova suggested that I change the program a bit. I listened hard, but than I changed it even further for my personal feeling.

Now I just run. I go to the gym about 8:30 in the morning and I run. When I can’t run anymore, I have a small break doing some other exercises (no weights though). After about 10-15 minutes I go back to running. And that’s it. But I do it every working day (Monday-Friday) for the last two and a half weeks.

The first week that I did this, I could run only about 1-1.2 km during the first time, and then another 0.5-0.75 km during the second time. Today I did 2.25 km for the first run and 0.75 for the second.

I feel that running works better for me. My mood goes up, I’m full of energy for the rest of the day, I have no pains, and I have some gains. I see (and feel) the progress every (and I mean every) day. And progress stimulates me…

Note to myself: consult with people in the know regularly. Listen to what they say.


Maxim is doing a lot of physical training. He always did, but it seems that with every new skill he learns, the variety of his muscle building excersises grows. He spent a lot of time learning to roll over. Than, when he could do that, he started practicing crawling and sitting. Now that he can do both of those he tries new things.

Sit-ups is one of his favourites. He is trying to bring himself into a sitting position every time he ends up on his back. He either uses his elbows or his toes. And its the toes that amaze me. I mean, he only need to grab something with his toes to bring his upper body up! How much power does he have in there?

His second most favourite thing is vertical explorations. He craws to a couch or a chair and uses his hands to bring himself into a vertical position, while standing on his knees. That gives him a new point of view and that, in turn, stimulates more practicing. He even goes as far as attempting to stand up on his feet, but those attempts resulted in nothing more than hard falls. Boy, I should warn you – we aren’t that fast in catching things your mama and I.

In the meantime, all I can practice – with my still damaged hand – is diperball. When we are at the beach and I change Maxim’s diper, I have to dispose the old one. And the garbage bin is about 30 meters away. Being a lazy bastard that I am, there is no surprise in me trying to avoid this walk. I throw the diper into the garbage bin instead.

I have yet to succeed in avoiding that walk (every time I miss, I have to go and pick it up and throw it into the bin). The weather conditions (read: wind) change from day to day. The number of attempts is rather limited – one per day. And the diperball constitution is different from day to day – either totally empty, or mildly full, or very full.

I’m getting close though. The last to days – the diperball hit the bin on the edge and fell. It fell out, not in though.