Definition

Good Tuesday workout with the PT.  Although if I say sessions are v.good, it does raise the bar to aspire to excellence.  It was though v.good.  He played a selection of boys music - Painkiller etc.  Included a hard track 7 that required not sitting for the whole track.  Haven't done one of those for awhile.  A very long time.  I did want to slap him when I was about to sit down, and he said something like "if you sit down now your a loser".  Still, it worked.

I love it when the sweat drips off the nose, and off my face - it's sort of a measurement I'm pushing myself.  That happened today hard core, although actually I'm not sure if it was in part to where I was seated getting less of the air conditioning.  Anyhow, its good when it happens whatever the cause.

Seated in seat 24 I could see more clearly the definition of the PTs legs.  When he was stretching I could see this line/vein totally defined down his calve.  Now you don't get the definition he has in his calves and biceps solely by RPM.  That's what I aspire to - not to look like the PT, because hello he is a boy/man!  But have that definition in the arms and legs - not like he has, because hello he is a boy/man, but to have "definition" where the mucles ripple, becasue they are well exercise and pumped.

It's a different look from say the purist "Godfather" true cyclist "look"

I should of course be "modelling" my aspirations on the female instructors...and yes, I do want to be "leaner, meaner, and stronger" and tanned, but I also want that definition.

Not really sure why I'm commenting on this, other than I was quite impressed with the definition in the PTs legs.  Also, I supposed it sort of helps to remind myself I need to "picture" how it would mean to look, or how I would like to physically look at my ideal weight.

Then having done that, if I want "pumped" arms, and I do, I need to get back to working out in the weights are with my old gym buddy Lockwood Smith. (we aren't really gym buddy's - we do though have similar tastes in weight machines.  And I think we have a mutual repsect for each other, from the distance of one weight machine to another.

If I looked like Hilary Swank, yeah then I'd be happy.  Or maybe happy just to look like the real me.