A pretty OK workout last
night: Did 30 minutes of intervals on the EDM rather than my normal routine,
during which I watch Seinfeld or whatever sitcom happens to be playing on the
flat-screens and stride glumly along for 45 minutes, moving from a resistance
level of 10, to 15, then 20. I usually burn about 600 calories this way. The
intervals burned about 400, as I recall. (Should I be writing this stuff down?)
But, I was pretty drenched by the time I hit the weights.
I avoided The Pit to let my shoulder
heal, and because I didn't feel that ambitious. Still, I managed to work my upper
body to near exhaustion in about 25 minutes. I concentrated more on form with
less poundage rather than pushing my limits. I've found on those occasions when
I'm lacking serious lifting determination that just scaling back on the weight
and slowing my tempo really does the job. It's not officially tempo lifting -- a
formal strategy of timing your eccentric (lowering) and concentric (lifting)
movements -- but by holding a lesser weight for a couple of counts at the top of
my lift, it has the effect of really stressing the muscles.
It must work, because I'm
pretty sore today (hooray!).
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