I mentioned in a previous blog post that James has recently started working (outside of the home). His new job involves LOTS of manual labour – everything from moving 40+ wheelbarrow loads of dirt to holding large items of machinery at awkward angles to boar holes through thick layers of concrete.
Suffice to say he’s using his body in ways that he is unaccustomed too, for example he came home one night to “excitedly” tell me that he had been grinding concrete all day whilst sitting in a low squat position, he was rather chuffed that after diligently putting in hours of mobility work at crossfit that he was able to sit in a low squat comfortably for an extended period of time.
To me those are the types of activities that many training facilities are now trying to replicate, it’s functional fitness in it’s rawest form. I told him that he was practically a professional crossfitter now as he was being paid to work out.
James however didn’t share my view on the matter and was hell bent on joining an actual gym, you know one with dumbells and mirrors because he didn’t want to become fat and unfit – apparently in his view “working hard is not the same as working out”.
I’m not sold on that view after all James’ moves heavy objects with a wheelbarrow and I go to an actual gym and do farmers carries but I’m pretty sure I know which of our “work outs” are harder. BUT he’s a working man now – who am I to tell him he can’t spend $10 a week on a gym membership if it makes him feel good after all he’s never said anything about my penchant for gym shoes. 😉
Till next time