February 2011 - Trails of Hats'n Hospitalitea

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UFIT has recruited me into their boot-camp.  Two days a week we meet and last night was our second night.  Unlike the first night I was able to understand the stations, keep up, and exercise to my full intensional.

Then at 12:10 a.m. I jumped out of bed, was hopping all around the room, screaming EW EW EW with an excruciating painful Charlie Horse.

Incredible the pain is still present this am so I went to Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.  And did you know;

charley horse is a popular term for painful spasms or cramps in the leg muscles, typically lasting anywhere from a few seconds to a few hours. It can also refer to a bruising of the muscle, that commonly results in several weeks of pain and disability. A Charlie Horse is known as

  • dead leg
  • granddaddy
  • chopper
  • corky

It often occurs in sports when an athlete is struck by an opponent’s knee, in a manner like the kick of a horse, perhaps the reason for its name. These muscle cramps can have many possible causes including  hormonal imbalances, dehydration, and low levels of calcium in the blood, as well as side effects of medication.

Another nuance for the term “charley horse” is used to describe simple painful muscle cramps in the leg or foot, especially those that follow strenuous exercise.

So here I am with a dead leg this morning in about this area.

I can’t wait to contact Vic and Jess to see how they are doing.  I mean they must have a pain or two, to go along with my corky.

~xo cindy

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This isn’t pound cake we’re talking about.  No this is the real McCoy and doing it one pound at a time.

Grandma is awake, alive and in pain after the first night of UFIT Bootcamp.  I think the worst part is pushing muscle mass that has never been pushed before and then asking them for forgiveness the next day.  There was this little wheel with two handles coming out both sides and you have to roll it out in front of you and bring it back while on your knees. I have to say this again, “push it forward as well as your body and then come back to the original position.”  Ok, this looks easy, rolling away from you is no trouble at all, and just where do you think the strength comes from to bring yourself back? Not from this body, no sir –  I was flat out on the floor, rolled right past the point of no return. When I look up here is Gordon telling everyone, “I made these they are great, aren’t they, you like that?”

Somewhere in the middle of the night I could hear my left shoulder blade talking to my right, it said something like, “we are going to gather all those homemade rollers up and drop them over the Hillsborough Bridge coming home on Friday after class.”

So here we are Thursday again, each time I’m going to say this until I get it right, I’m back on track for one pound at a time.

It was excruciating to step on the scale for more than one reason.  We both know how much I love this digital talking scale.  I lightly step, ha ha ha, how do you do that anyway – I lightly step on the scale and it yells, “one at a time.”  You know what I said and it wasn’t nice and I shouldn’t repeat it.



Woohoo I’m down from weeks ago.

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