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Personal trainers

Thursday, March 1, 2001

by bryce donovan
Of The Post and Courier Staff


     OK, I've heard it a million times.
     "Bryce, you're skinny and tall. I don't want to hear you complain about needing to work out."
     But I'm as skinny as a swimsuit model (only harrier, bonier, uglier). So getting in shape is just as important to me as somebody trying to lose 100 pounds. I decided, since I was doing a story on personal trainers, I would try it myself.
     The right choice for me was the "nobody's around" approach with Chris McNeil at Lifestyle Dynamics. There's nobody to tell me my chest is concave and my biceps look like the branches of a baby sapling.
    
CHECK UNDER THE HOOD
     On Thursday, I walked into LifeStyle Dynamics and liked what I saw.
     A nice, old building on King Street, it had brick walls with lots of windows and sunshine but still provided privacy.
     First, they checked my body fat: excellent.
     Strength: average.
     Working heart rate: here's an interesting one.
     For all of the vital signs checked, there's a scale ranging from excellent all the way down to poor, with many variations in between. For my heart rate, they had to add a new "On the bright side, Bryce, you have plenty of room for improvement," said Lifestyle Dynamics owner and personal trainer McNeil, with a knowing smile.
    
THE REAL WORKOUT
     On Friday at 10:30 a.m., I walked in, and my trainer, Mike Lally, was there waiting. "Hop on the running machine," he told me.
     Three minutes later we did some bench presses. Then to a stationary bike. Then some squats. Rowing machine. More weight lifting. I began to notice about 20 minutes into my workout that the stars were coming out earlier than normal.
     I was getting dizzy. My vision was blurring, and I was getting nauseated. Mike asked me if I was OK.
     Of course I wasn't OK, but I smiled because I thought how pathetic I must have looked after only 20 lousy minutes.
     I sat down, and Mike brought me some water. I began feeling a bit better, but within minutes the sun set again and the stars were back out. McNeil walked in the door and noticed my pasty appearance.
     "What did you have for breakfast?" he asked.
     "Yeah, about that. ... I kind of didn't have anything," I said like a child showing a parent a report card full of D's.
     And there was the problem. Apparently the body needs food to make energy so it can function properly. Now they tell me this.
     McNeil picked up the telephone, dialed a number, and in a voice more serious than a doctor in the ER said, "Hi, this Chris. I need an emergency smoothie."
     An emergency smoothie?
     It was all falling apart for me at that point. Not only was I weak and pathetic in my workout, I was going to throw up in front of total strangers, and then just as I finished completely embarrassing myself, my smoothie would arrive in an emergency vehicle. But luckily it didn't end that way. The smoothie got there in the nick of time, and I survived to tell about it.
     So remember, no matter how badly you think you are doing or how bad you look, there is always some sorry Joe (such as myself) who will make you look like Mr. or Ms. Universe.
     Oh, I almost forgot the icing on the cake.
     Lifestyle Dynamics is located at 218 King St. on the second floor. As I took the first step, my legs turned to the consistency of the smoothie in my hand. My knees buckled, and I began to see slow-motion flashes of my future crashing down the stairs and out into King Street to be finished off by a CARTA bus.
     I snapped out of that nightmare, collected myself, and dragged my wounded body home.
    
IN THE FLOW
     On Saturday I went in again. I had to prove I could do this.
     So I showed up at 12:30 p.m. and did much better. For starters, I didn't pass out.
     Mike knew I had trouble breathing correctly during weight lifting, so he made exaggerated breathing sounds behind me like we were in a Lamaze class together. It was hilarious. These are the small things that personal trainers can help you with - distraction from pain not withstanding. And it truly is a big help.
     With muscles burning and aching and a great sense of satisfaction, I made it down the steps and purchased my first "nonemergency" smoothie.
    

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