Tuesday, September 29, 2026

Special High Intensity Training

There I was in a class receiving Special High Intensity Training.

The class instructor informed me that we would alternate 30 seconds of maximum effort with 10 seconds of recovery for the next 30 minutes. Then she started the music.

I attempted to move the way she moved, to no avail. At 67 years of age, I lacked the flexibility that she, in her early 30s, had.

Stretching,

then 

  • Burpees
  • Lunges
  • Kettlebell swings
  • Pushups

Repeat

Then another group of exercises.

  • Rowing with weights
  • Deadlifts with kettlebells (something that I actually could keep up with the class at!!!)
  • Squats with weights
  • Something else that is lost in the haze of lack of oxygen but I think she said they were Tibetan Pushups.

Repeat

Cool-down with some kind of dance exercise that looked like my bottom half was stomping grapes and my upper-half stirring a barrel of sour-mash before dumping it into the IBC for fermentation.

As I slogged out of the gym, the spritely lass who orchestrated the torture session asked me "Gonna be here next week?"

I haven't decided. I might if my muscles recover by then.

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