My least favorite body part to train is legs.
If you gave me a choice to run 10 km or train legs, I think I would choose running most days. If you know how much I *love* running, you would know what a mental task it is for me to train legs once a week.
Kicking my week off with legs is the equivalent of a three year old eating her vegetables first.
After Monday it is a glorious week of delts, arms, chest, and back with some abs and cardio thrown in for good measure. Since I would prefer tree trunks instead of pencils for legs, I train like a mad woman on leg day.
I like to know that I creamed my no.2 pencil legs and all the iron being squatted, extended, and lunged is making a difference. I’ve gotta know my legs are growing!
Funny things happen after an epic leg day.
- Water is avoided to the point of dehydration. Sitting down to use the bathroom becomes a task that causes you to yelp out in absolute pain. When you are in a public washroom this can lead to extreme awkwardness.
- Elevators and escalators are used without shame. Walking up or down a flight of stairs requires more strength than you have left in your legs. You and all the grandmas get to catch up on what is going on in the world while your friends take the stairs.
- Standing is preferred at meetings. Your legs are heavy and sitting seems like a good idea until you have to get up. Hoisting yourself out of a boardroom chair while trying to remain professional is a skill all on its own.
- Walking like a drunken sailor without consuming a drop of alcohol. Lurching, stumbling, and tripping are all part of a normal leg day in my world. I nearly took out a man doing box jumps this morning; he was very forgiving when I muttered, ‘Leg day.‘
At least I know I did a great job ‘eating my veggies‘ this morning!
Time to bring on the arms and delts!