So that trial gym membership is absolutely expired, so it was back to the rec center to lift some weights. Was glad to be back. Did the usual bar routine and added the element of bent over rows putting my toes up on 8 lb. barbells to make a training exercise that incorporated the calf strengthening asana I learned last night in yoga class and also did the overhead lift lunges. I need to really work on form with those lunges. Was another guy doing the prison bar workout. He looked Thai and had the body of a welter weight kick boxer. Seeing him work out with no weight was validating. There was a different mix there in the weight room, I went round after lunch. It was great, felt strong.
I noticed when I went there someone had put the place in order, on a piece of binder paper in phat inflated script was 'Please help and keep the weight room clean.' Tite. Still there was one guy just sitting there in the way and the room was crowded. Was kind of all hey, but this is a space that we all have to share.
I feel proud that I can work out in that environment and help to support San Francisco Recreation and Parks by using the local facilities.
After that went to REI and got a balaclava for BC. I have a fetish for ski clothes.
Posted by polynesian_metal on Dec 29, 2008 7:52 PM
I really don't know if I should blog that I practice Naked Yoga for Men in such a public forum for athletes, but because I am writing this I guess I already have done.< I've already defended my Yoga practice in another forum, that being my regular myspace blog, Trail Running Dolphin Talker, but I only have one reader and here at Active I have many potential readers that are cross sectionally diverse and may hail from many different backgrounds than I do, but realizing that, so do I and my practice, my training is just as valid as any others. So I won't attempt to defend it, I already have. I know it doesn't appeal to most people, especially women, cos I've asked but it is the most suitable practice for myself. Everytime I go to the yoga studio I realize at least one more thing about why I like practicing yoga naked. The latest realization today is because your yoga clothes don't stink.
But really it all depends on the instructor and how you respond to the discipline they are sharing with you that determines how you enjoy your practice. Naked Yoga for Men isn't full of flawless instructors, but there are 2 that I respond to and they each have their own sidiosyncracies that make them so dear to me. Darren Main is described by other yoga instructors as a "Rock Star" and as far as that goes its true that he has the name recognition, published books, podcasts and instructional DVDs. I'd call him a joke cracker. He's always trying to make light in class. He gives a good work out and always a thoughtful meditation, but he's not as New Agey as I like. Ken Brenniman is more on my metaphysical level with his meditations, mindful practice and the way he makes me and other yogis feel comfortable no matter what level they are in. He reminds me that 'yoga is a non-competitive sport' and that is his quote. That statement is important for me to realize when I am competing in endurance events. Ultimately, I'm in competition with myself, against myself because in this existence, everything I perceive is a manifestation of this consciousness, and the trials I choose for myself are all generated by myself. Well before I go out on a total digression, lets just say that Ken Rocks.
But tonights class that is usually taught by Darren was subbed by Chad Stose, the regular Saturday night instructor. He is from an Anusura school, whereas Darren and Ken are aligned with Hatha. I was excited to see a chime, because ringing a bell is one of my favorite New Age practices. His workout was challenging. Definitely at an advanced level that I'm not quite at yet. We had to do some partner work, which I 'm really not excited to do, but because of peer pressure never bow out of, an assisted pigeon. I did learn some new techniques and he took the time to show me an asana that will help relieve my recurrent calf strain. If I had the time I would definitely take his class on Saturdays, but as I usually work probabbly wont have the chance to. Other than that it was a great class. I rattled of a great Death Metal Ohm at first ohm but really need to work on that gr gr gr growling ununiversal tone.
So in future when I refer to Yoga, just remember that it is going to be a naked practice unless I state otherwise.
I also picked up a new yoga mat and some ski gear this morning with MG for our trip to British Colombia. I am looking forward to adding skiing and snowmobiling to the mix of my endurance training.
$16 got me a whole tank of gas. So I started a new trail. Don't know if its shorter, but it starts at Baker Beach goes through and up Battery Chamberlain, and continues by the Bunkers until you go underneath the Golden Gate Bridge, through the tunnel and down to Crissy Field. Cross over the estuary on the wooden plank bridge, up Halleck on to the Main Post and Pershing Square (incidentally, that is the tallest flag pole in San Francisco, at aprox. 205 feet and 2.5 tons). Then past the Presidio Theatre and cut across and blow up the Cemetery Trail. Below Nauman and up the trail to the Wine Bunker, Immigrant Point, the lost at sea memorial, and down Battery Crosby and the Sand Ladder back to the beach.
Think I want to do this a few more times, like on Monday for sure. Recurrent lingering left hamstring and so forth. I'll get a chance to rest it on Holiday. I think I have to come up with some new training program for 2009 after these holidays get settled. Anyways, just a way to finish up fall/winter. Prolly best to stick with what I got until after my race on Feb. 28.
btw. It was cute seeing all of the runners out there in the new gear they got for Xmas. My new adidas track suit is to hot to wear even in 40 degree temp. The weather was perfect. Cold clear with a high marine layer.
Posted by polynesian_metal on Dec 27, 2008 10:48 AM
So Rec Center, first thing, early before a run? Yes. Prison Daddy wasn't there or neither was Nate whom I met at the Powerhouse that same day, the last time I worked out at the Rec Center. It was grey in the morning, but by the time I left the rec center it was totally raining. I went down to the Flower Market and bought 5 unbloomed orchids and on the way home I thought to myself, "**** it. I'm not going to the mountain today. I have nothing to prove to nobody."
So after I potted the orchids, I went to 24 Hour Nautilus at the Portrero Center. I printed out a 30 day pass last night when I was trolling the internet for trail running sites. I was taken aback a little that they didn't have locks for the guests and you have to pay for a towel, but the Membership Director, Zan, saw me flummoxed and let me borrow a lock. I'll just say it right here that I would never be a member of a gym that didn't have towels and locks for the guests.
So I took a little tour through the gym by myself, saw where the weights were situated and the lay of the cardio machine and got into my running gear and grabbed a machine in front of a window so as to best pretend that I was outside.
I set the machine for a 51 minute workout on medium intensity and random inclines. I pretty much ran it at 6.2 but would blow it up to 7 and rest and recover to drink water around a 2.6 (these numbers are miles per hour). All told at the end I did just over 5 something miles then wanted to step up the intensity by doing 1 minute sprints. For this I increased the speed for 4 sets: 8.5, 9, 9.5 and 10 (max). The machine takes about 30 seconds to get up to speed and the rest is all out. Then ¥øu get a minute to recover.
While I was working out, I took off my tank top and the manager told me I had to work out with it on, so I tucked it up and pretty much did my routine in what looked like a sports bra.
Well I got that done, but it doesn't come close to the trail. I still don't like the gym, and like nasty food, its a good thing to try it out every now and then to make sure ya still hate it.
But at least at the gym you get to go naked. Went to the co-ed wet area and jumped into the hot tub. Not bad. Then I got hard cruised by this guy who went into the steam room. I gave it a respectable minute then went inside. He had been in there too long, I could tell. I went out and when I came back he was gone. So I found him in the shower, of course, in the very last stall, of course of course, and he showered at me in my direction and I showered right back with all the indifference I could muster. Hot cruisy naked little flirt me!
So out and over, so not impressed by the gym and I went to go get my ID back, but Zan was in a meeting with that dick manager who told me to put my shirt back on and I waited for 15 minutes severely bonking with hunger and on edge cos I still had to finish my Thanksgiving shopping. And then they were surprised that I had a 30 day pass from active.com instead of the usual 7 day pass they dole out to suckers. Zan told me that she would note my account. Its not my fault that they don't understand their own online promos.
So at Safeway, no shopping carts and no cheese cloth. At the dollar store, no cheese cloth, no dolphin wind chimes but a roasting pan for my Macaroni and Cheese and a white cotton tank top that I can cut up into a half shirt (sports bra) the next time I have to work out at that gym. At Walgreens, no cheese cloth and I decided against buying film but I did pick up a bag of chips an Odwalla Bar and a cold Starbucks Coffee in a can. Finally Foodsco to save the day. Cheese cloth. Now we can do the Martha Stewart turkey where you soak the cheese cloth in a stick of butter and a bottle of wine and roast that ***** all day.