I thought I had safely escaped the burnout danger zone, yet am reminded of my misdoings via a crippling sense of malaise - the demise of health and contravention of productivity.
By standing firm in the workplace, I've scantily avoided detrimental positioning in the corporation. In a personal setting, I've found myself once again committing to undertaking more than is sanely possible within the physical limitations of time and space.
We skeptically rebooted membership for the sport I had played for nearly half my existence prior to the pandemic shutdown. Coordination levels were not as poor as anticipated, though stamina had undoubtedly dwindled for the high-impact activity. Nonetheless, engaging in badminton again was the right decision, in spite of the torso pains that would ensue.
Holiday shopping had commenced, making parking locating a tremendously torturous endeavour. Within the arcade an uncharacteristically low number of players. However, a sudden surge in underage visitors held me back in the queue. Some three hours later, my limbs had tired. It was time to call it a day
We would undertake the routine I now deem as the "Bosu Warmup Series":
- March x20 on each leg
- Run x20 on each leg
- Flying stretches x5 on each leg + hold on the last rep
The class did not utilize the Reformer Box nor the Cardio Tramp. We revisited the gear bar setting and stopper levels: 2nd and 3rd positions respectively for the average female student.
Lying down, face up, several hamstring and IT band stretches were conducted to awaken the thigh muscles and prevent injury. We were then instructed to thread the hand straps over the soles of the feet. Double Ds and double leg pulldowns with a fitness ring positioned between the legs were executed with two red springs. While the husband and I were to push out against the ring (tension for the outer thighs), the wife, whose feet revealed jutting out of the metatarsophalangeal (MTP) joint, had the ring placed between the calves for compression/inner thighs. The amount of tension was heavy to start and it grew increasingly difficult to keep the legs lowered beyond 90 degrees, resulting in sore hamstrings and glute muscles. Slow sideways scissors were used to stretch the legs.
Observations and personal experiences with this instructor have concluded her routines to comprise of moves summoning precision in alignment (critical, if you ask me) and incredible innovation in lower body exercises.
Kneeling position, imprint pelvis and pullback for pecs. While normally challenging for me, the set was particularly excruciating in the face of vibrating pains from badminton two nights prior.
Our final exercises were conducted standing perpendicular to the Reformer. With one foot placed on floor turned out at 45 degrees and the other calve on the Carriage against the shoulder rest, we began an inner thigh-targeting routine that I will likely remember for months to come. A total thigh killer, we first worked the inner thigh of the standing leg by bending and straightening the knee of the corresponding leg. In this position, we were warned to not "slide" the resting leg; the intent was to isolate one side before moving onto the other. We then progressed to a version of the move that would target the resting leg: keeping the standing leg extended, the leg on the Carriage would slide out and back in.
The cooldown involved a side stretch with legs in mermaid position, plus rotation towards footbar. The instructor noted that the hip was to be glued to the Carriage while the corresponding arm stretched over the body, though the hip could detach once rotated. This move completed triple duty as an oblique, leg, and spine release.