When I met Dixie, I thought she loved everyone and everything. She seemed very easy going. She was one of the VERY few dogs at the shelter that wasn’t barking. (I don’t blame them, it’s a stressful environment no matter how wonderful the facilities and volunteers are. One dog barks, others join in.) She didn’t react to any of the people, dogs, or other things we encountered on our walks from the shelter around that neighborhood. In fact, the first time I met her was when a volunteer carried her out and put her into my arms. I saw Dixie make a couple half-hearted “woofs” one time when all the other dogs were barking and I was part of a “walk through” of the shelter. The day I adopted her, she did bark at a woman entering the shelter as we were “checking out”. All in all, though, she seemed pretty relaxed.
Posts Tagged ‘training’
Training a trainer
Posted in Life of the Lintee Bean, tagged exercise, fitness, personal trainer, trainer, training on March 31, 2013| 2 Comments »
I had my first session with my new personal trainer, Nick, this week. It was okay. He has a lot to learn.
We started by just sitting down and getting to know each other a little. I told him my whiny-ness level was at a 7 tonight (on a scale 1 to 10). He seemed surprised I start my sessions this way. I find it’s good to give my trainer an idea what they are in for before I land up throwing a tantrum in the middle of the gym, flailing my arms and whining “this is HARD!!!!”. They should plan accordingly.
Gym-boree
Posted in Life of the Lintee Bean, tagged fitness, gym, training, yoga on July 19, 2010| 4 Comments »
I’ve considered taking yoga classes for ages. Yoga could alleviate my back pain and improve my posture. Yoga may increase my strength and flexibility. Yoga might lower my blood pressure and stress level. So, I’ve thought about it and thought about it – but not actually DONE it.
I have two friends that teach yoga, and numerous other friends that practice yoga. One friend takes yoga at her gym, a gym very close to my house. I mean, VERY close to my house – it’s on the next block and I pass it each day walking to and from the train stop.
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