Fitness Assessment Part 1

Last Sunday, I got out of bed early and braved the snow and yes (f-ing Iowa) to do my initial fitness assessment with Tomoko. 

Soooo cold.

Tomoko lives way on the south side, past Easter Lake and Ewing Park, my old stomping grounds. It was fun to drive down there and see the new dog park and all the improvements to the south side. 

It was pretty chilly, so Tomoko gave me a coffee and I sat by her fire and we chatted about my numbers from my doctor's consultation. 

She hasn't finished computing the results, so this is the subjective results.

Cholesterol = good

Then, we got down to business. First we did the resting heart rate. She said that was good. 

Then, we did the step test, where you step up up down down on a step bench for three minutes to a metronome. It's not that hard, per say, but it is kind of a mind-f. Up up down down. Then we took my heart rate again.

Then we did the push up test. On the knees. I got 29. I probably could have done more, but I sort of wimped out.

Then we did the curl up test where you curl just slightly so your fingers go from one piece of masking tape on a yoga mat to another one. I did the required 25 in the minute, also to a metronome, and she said that was good.

We did a stretch test. One stretches forward. I got between 11.5 and 12.5. Don't know what that means. And found that my "hammies are tight," but "don't worrry, we will fix that." 

Tomoko measures my thigh length to find the right spot to pinch.

She also took some measurements that included some scary looking calipers. I had never had the caliper test before, so that was exciting.

Straight from the 50s. Coffee table straight from the 70s.

And, that was about it. We talked a bit about healthy eating, chia seeds, etc. 

Oh, whoops, Tomoko forgot to have me sign the waiver and consent form. I happily signed it afterwards. 

Then, I drove home. 

I did this test before, with Gwyn, way back in 2010, so I remembered the drill. 

I am heavier now than I was then, but it is kind of cute to see where my fitness has taken me since then, which, by the way, was before my first ragby. 

It is kind of funny that my hip issues started way back then. It only took me four years, two back throwings out, and many, many physical therapy sessions to figure out why. 

When I get the real results, I will post them post haste.