Thursday, August 29th, Day Two: I did one set of 20 before work, my thighs were still pretty this morning. I did several more sets of 20 throughout the workday. My thighs started getting really sore once I passed a hundred reps. All full squats today, no weights. I hit 202 by 6:00pm and I’m going to enjoy resting up for the night until morning. The last set was murder on my thighs. Still nothing in the Glutes.
Friday, August 30th, Day Three: My thighs screamed as I swung my legs out of bed this morning. Ignoring them, I did a set of 30 and a set of 20 before work. Throughout the day, I did sets of 25 and a single set of 32. I had my 202 reps in by 4:30pm. I did not do any more squats, but I did do some lunges and some stretches, held a yoga “Warrior II” pose on each leg for several minutes, and that seemed to sooth and soften my thigh muscles, which were beginning to feel like stones under my skin.
Saturday, August 31st, Day Four: Again, my thighs were very sore upon waking. Still no pain or even slight burn in the glutes at this point. I did a set of 30 in the morning, against the protest of my thigh muscles. For my second set of the day, I managed a set of 42 by shifting my balance. I’d been balancing mostly on the balls of my feet. By shifting my balance to my heels, it alleviated some of the stress on my thighs and I could feel more pull in my glutes. I did a third set of 40 reps.
So far all my reps have been into a seated position, as if there were an invisible chair behind me. For the last 60 reps I did full squats, into a crouch, my ass nearly touching the floor at the lowest point. I did these reps slowly in a set of 25, one of 20, and the final set of 15.
Sunday, September 1st, Day Five: My thighs weren’t sore when I got out of bed, but they protested immediately when I did my first squat of the day. I did small sets spaced far apart. Every single rep was a chore. I barely got my 202 in before bed.
Monday, September 2nd, Labor Day, Day Six: Lazy day. Paid, off work, I just wanted to crash on the couch and watch movies I’d already seen ten times all day. I waited until 4:00pm to do my first set, and I did a set of 52. I did another 50 at 4:30, 7:00, and 8:00.
Tuesday, September 3rd, Day Seven: First day back at work after a three day weekend. I did a set of 50 in the morning, a set of 50 on first and last break, and a set of 52 sandwiched in the middle at lunch. I had my 202 in by 3:30pm, before I’d done my first rep as compared to the previous day. When I got home from work, I did some additional leg exercises, but no squats, and no lunges, because my thighs just wouldn’t have it. I did some weighted toe lifts, single and dual leg with the 40lb pack. I did hip thrusts, lifting the pack off the floor and holding it at an arch with my pelvis, and some non-weighted side-lying leg lifts, in sets of 50 repetitions on each leg, up to 200 per leg.
I don’t see any drastic changes the way I did with my chest on the push-up challenge. I have gained another five pounds in the past week and my pants aren’t fitting any tighter. I actually want them to, I’d like to build up the musculature around my waist so I don’t have to wear a belt to keep my size 30 jeans from falling down past my lack of an ass. My thighs feel more solid, to the touch, and also just in general. While I can’t see my muscles growing, or the shape of my legs changing, I can feel strength in my legs that wasn’t there before.
Physically, it feels … weird. My musculature, I mean. The best way I can describe it is that it feels like I’m having a seat inside of myself. Like I’m sitting down inside of a robotic exoskeleton. Yes, yes, I know. Please forgive the dramatic description. I don’t think I’m becoming super-human, or part robot. But I’m a writer, first, before everything else. So I’m using the robotic exoskeleton as a metaphor for the way I feel now, versus the way I felt previously. I would obviously lose badly in a fight with someone wearing an actual robotic exoskeleton. Especially now, with how sore I am and all.