I'm a cardio girl. Give me a gym full of equipment, and I will spend a long workout alternating between the elliptical, StairMaster, bike, and even the dreaded Versaclimber. Then when I'm finished, I'll walk towards the weights, then keep right on walking into the locker room.
I'm bad at cross training. Which I know is bad for overall health. I have gotten very good at stretching due to my various running injuries, I do it before I even get out of bed in the morning. So my flexibility is great. What's not so great is my muscle tone, it's there, it's just hiding a bit.
I've tried getting into the yoga craze. I spend the time cursing at myself, or I start to think of all the other things I could be doing at that moment. Like having a snack. Yoga and Pilates is hard. When it's time to work the core, I flash back to junior high, when my friend Jen and I would do a Calanetics video (precursor to pilates). We had to do the "100" and our reaction to that exercise is forever burned into my brain. Not good.
I get motivated to train when a new season of the Biggest Loser starts up, I'll check out the Exercise On Demand channel to see what's new. I look at my folder of magazine articles that I ripped out, showcasing new toning exercises. I dig out the arm weights. This lasts for about a week.
I just love the feeling of working hard and sweating so much you have to take your shirt off (only in the privacy of my basement). I love logging my miles on the calendar, to see my progress. But I guess my attempts at strength training, however few, still pays off. I can lift a 5 year old in one arm, and an almost 3 year old in the other. So I must be doing something right.