Thursday, July 19, 2012

Exercise Like A Toddler

Plank, a verb:  The plank...is an isometric core strength exercise that involves maintaining a difficult position for extended periods of time. The most common plank is the front plank which is held in a push-up position with the body's weight borne on forearms, elbows, and toes (Wikipedia).

Before I had Alex I could do planks until the cows came home.  Obviously, I'm not doing any planks, or much of anything, at this exact moment but there is someone in the house who does them on almost a regular basis.  Alexandra.

I don't think she's doing them in an effort to strengthen her core and get a svelte physique but good on her if she is.  Generally speaking, she executes this particular move during times she is in the greatest of distress which is no small feat in itself.  I'm thoroughly amazed at the strength she has as she drops into the perfect plank position, all while crying hysterically, then lifts one arm up in what is typically a difficult move.  She continues crying and lifting her arm as she then extends a leg behind her, up and in the air.  I marvel at how long she's able to hold her position and wonder if I can ever attain such physical greatness.  She truly is an inspiration.  I also wonder if I had more breakdowns like hers if a) I would get more attention and b) I would also have a core of steel.  I'll have to try it the next time something doesn't go my way.

After emulating Alex's plank routine I'll have to practice her squats because she must seriously have Lolo Jones' thighs underneath that baby fat.  She'll hold a squat for minutes as she plays with something near the ground and maybe that's the key.  Maybe keeping your attention averted elsewhere helps take your mind off the searing pain shooting through your thighs the longer you hold the squat.  So, next time I'm squatting I'll be sure to find a distraction like an ant or something shiny or whatever it is that catches Alex's eye and holds her perplexed for what seems like hours.

I never thought I'd say this but I hope to one day have the body of a 16 month old, minus the baby fat.  And taller.  And less babyish.  And maybe more in the boobs and hips department...in fact a lot more.  So, really, nothing at all like a 16 month old although I would appreciate her energy and dedication to her health.

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