And the winner is.......
No one or perhaps Skye by default.
Both Cindy and I managed to weigh in heavier than when we started the challenge. Skye didn't write her weight down and can't remember it, which is a lot healthier than our shenanigans, especially for a teen-age girl who eats healthy and is pretty darn active.
One can probably imagine what at least one of our New Year's Resolutions is going to be. Hopefully we fare better being resolved than being "challenged".
In my typical overachieving, unrealistic, yet optimistic way I posted the following on January 1, the day second only to the day before when people go on Don Quixote impersonation sprees.
Jon Danniells resolutions???
Well as a family we all belly-flopped in regards to the "Family Weight-loss Challenge"
I had been kicking ass and was well in the lead, a couple pounds north of my goal, when we jumped in the car and ate are way down the Florida coast to Key West, where Duval crawling became the exercise du jour.
10 days on the the road ended up putting almost a pound per day back on my hulking/bulking frame
I resolve to torch those love handles, and....
100 push ups without stopping
20 pull ups
sub 4-hour marathon
an ultra marathon; that would be a 50 kilometers or more
a mile under 6 minutes
the splits, side and "Russian"
Brown Belt in Brazilian Jui Jitsu
my Personal Trainer Certification
That's right I am going to kick my own ass hard in 2012
Bring it on!!!!!
Starting tomorrow of course
I started off my workout regime with a new toy that "Santa" brought me. the "Body Wrench". I just started playing around with it, so I will keep you in suspense and go into details in a future blog.
After a little ART with the "Body Wrench" it was off to jiujitsu for an hour and a half of training.
I finished off the day with an hour and a half of circus school. I could barely hold on to the ropes, rings and trapeze after the intense workout from jiujitsu, just a few hours before.
My body still had lingering toxins of the alcohol and caffeine order, which would end up with my muscles cramping several times in both classes; a little scary when your ten feet in the air on a trapeze or when someone is trying to choke you out or twist your extremities into submission. I know, I know, not only do I do things voluntarily, I pay for the abuse.
Jan 3 --The Road to Recovery or Every Journey Begins with a Single Step...or
For the most part last year, I was pretty moderate about my training. Never really overdoing it.
Time to ramp it up a bit.
I posted the following as I left the house, refusing to let Mother Nature to throw a kink in my plan.
heading out for a quick run and stair workout,
It's a brisk 22F here in Atlanta, so will be keeping a couple of my favorite sports quotes in mind for a little inspiration,
“Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.” Lance Armstrong
and from Aleksandr Karelin, "I train every day of my life as they have never trained a day in theirs."
gotta love those New Year's resolutions.
It was really, really cold. The coldest I'd been since, well when I ran the last Tough Mudder and stumbled way to close to hypothermia.
I've run in colder weather up in Montreal. I dressed more for it, especially in regards to footwear. This time I was out in my Vibram 5-Fingers, with no socks.
That could have been foreshadowing of a bad accident, but luckily some observant passerbys would step in to point out what should have been obvious, if I were not so focused on ignoring the bitter cold.
It's a little over a mile to the stairs.
A couple of things I hadn't foreseen;
the shape and layout made the stairway area a natural wind tunnel. The spray from the fountain made an arctic mist all over the lower levels.
As I shuffled down to the base of the stairs, mentally preparing myself for a kick-ass workout, trying to ignore the frosty spray and wind, I heard some shouts by a couple of guys walking the pathway up above.
'Be Careful, that's really icy down there."
Indeed it was. The lower brick area was covered in thin veneer of super slippery frozen fun.
I simply didn't go all the way down, there were plenty of stairs to make up for those bottom ones.
I ended up having a great and intense stair workout. And my running pace was much faster than I expected. Either to speed up to keep warm or get home sooner to thaw out.
I had just enough time to defrost before running off to yoga class, which immediately followed up with some jiujitsu training, no Gi this time, all at our wonderfully convenient and excellent gym X3 Sports.
One of the instructors there posted about how one of his goals(not resolutions) was to do the splits. I took it as a challenge and the race to the bottom, literally not figuratively, was on.
Yes, I have a long way to go, such is the case with most of the physical fitness resolutions I've made, which is why today I was once again in yoga class, another 1 1/2 hours BJJ and am just about to head out the door to Circus Class at the Circus Arts Institute.