Day 1!!

So I finally got my summer workout program in the mail on Friday. It coincides with the end of summer baseball (for most, at least...the college-age summer baseball scene in my hometown is fairly barren, so I've just been doing my own thing since I graduated). The thing is 80 PAGES. I had to put it in a binder, with dividers separating out the weight program, the running workouts, the nutrition guidelines, and the stretching sequences. I was pretty excited for this, because I have always had to work hard to develop my own offseason workouts, and it's difficult to push yourself based on what you plan. It's easier to have a weight sheet, where you know you have to rep this weight 8 times, and it's inflexible. Or at least it is for me. I find if someone sets the bar higher than I want it to be, I can rise to meet it.

So from now until October 1st, or nine weeks, every weekday is planned for me. Lifting in the morning MWF, running in the afternoons on TuTh, and hitting and throwing whenever I can get it in. Oh, and cardio on the weekends. That's the one thing I get to have input on.

I started the lift this morning. It was... intense. As someone who ran collegiate track for a year (in my off year from baseball), I'm no stranger to puking from exertion. I don't have a cast-iron stomach, but I'm not squeamish, either. Only occasionally do I end up pushing hard enough to pass the breaking point.

NEVER BEFORE have I puked from lifting. I didn't even know that was POSSIBLE. I think the other members outside the gym were surprised, too, when I sprayed a quart of liquid and fresh granola bar in the bushes outside the gym via my nostrils.

I'm genuinely afraid of the first day of running tomorrow. Updates to come.