So anyone who knows me knows I wax lyrical about zumba, about Tae Kwon Do all the time, but going out training with my husband ( or the colonel as I have recently started referring to him) that was a completely different ball game. However what the two weeks has taught me about myself is quite interesting, so I have different responses to the three trainer men in my life.
They are all so different from each other, and encourage in very particular ways.
So Lieutenant Colonel Akiti: Army Man! (my man)
He pulls no punches, definitely favours the carrot and stick, although if you were to ask me I'd say he favours the stick more than the carrot, ha ha
It has me trying very hard, but it was a bit frustrating when it felt like my efforts were going unrewarded, and it was hard, and as hard as it was I still want to do more, on a regular basis, I found that I had to ask a lot of questions, about the whys and the wherefores. I would do it all over again, in a flash except I would want my creature comforts, so I would always prefer the fancy Wardown park or a gym over leagrave common. Having said that this is the love of my life training me here, so maybe there was a bit of hardness there just to be kind, because whether or not he noticed there is something to be said for training with your partner, but inherently you have to want to do it. In the end, you had to work out the the value of the stick vs the value of the carrot in relation to your over all objective. I have been left with a lot of 'homework' to do on this trip, and I have to be honest I am struggling without the army supervision. What does that say about me? The desire to achieve is there, the subject matter is just not the best and if I live to be a 100 I will not like running. Clearly I am able to do this type of exercise when its sugar coated! After all, Mary Poppins was not wrong when she said " a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down"!
Tae Kwon Do Instructor: Miles- The impressively surreptitious one:
Tae Kwon Do is a really cool Martial art and I have been striving for my black belt for far too long now, one of the things I learnt from the colonel was that I am slightly unbalanced and he reckons that it could have had an impact on my grading. Anyhow I digress for the moment. Now I would tell you that I am not easily tricked, yes? So get this, the three times I went to tae kwon in these two weeks we did line work and patterns, (now for those of you who don't know in TKD, patterns are a set of attack and defence movements as if against an imaginary opponent. ) on one occasion we did the patterns under so many different kind of conditions, do it again, faster, more power, no power, forget about your stances, sometimes it was funny, but your heart was beating so fast you could not laugh, because you were getting a blooming good work out and while you may have expected it, it crept up on you! What is the driving force here? How come I can do this without complaint ( although I hate jogging around the Dojan) and positively look forward to it? The answer probably lies within the subject matter, I want to get a black belt and become a First Dan, I want to be good at it. One is not particularly aware that one is working out so the inspiration from your instructor is all quite effective and quite simply I enjoy it
Zumba Instructor: Jose- the loving one!
He showers us all with love and acutely infectious enthusiasm. When I first started going to this class, I used to describe it as nursery school for adults. There is so much energy and enthusiasm couple that with a party atmosphere and boom boom shake the room is what you get. His classes are so full of fun and giggles you are enjoying yourself so much that you dont even know that you working out. Jose is like the wonderful host of the party, he pays us all loads of attention, keeps the routines very interesting, and we always leave with a party pack- sweaty clothes and achy muscles. The drive to go to zumba is a no brainer, when I am there I am truly happy. Even if i have had a shitty day, or have a headache, these are despatched immediately I am at zumba with Jose and all the other zumba party peeps. I am always on a countdown to the next class.
The final Verdict
So the final verdict is that I am not disciplined enough to follow through on my own. I need a great motivator and as you can see I am lucky enough to be able to respond different types of motivation!
It's also clear that I need to do more, in the sense it needs to be spread all across the week. Right now, if I'm lucky I get tae kwan doh on a thurs but mostly my workout week stops on a weds evening ( with a bang of course as that's zumba with Jose) and I think my body reacts to this pattern, in that it stores stuff like fat ( ha) ready for the onslaught of the Monday to Wednesday routine, now I have not scientifically examined this idea but I'm convinced there is some truth in my theory! So a change is brewing for my weekends going forward!
I could also talk about my attitude towards food but that is another blog entry.
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