The Dethrone Burlingame experiment : Day 8 thru 10

2 05 2013

You know, writing a blog is just like exercising: Once you get a good groove going … and you STOP! … it can be pretty hard to get that groove going again. Hence, why I’m three days behind on the Dethrone Burlingame experiment posts. I blame the DMV, partially, then the Burlingame meter maids, and then, Me. Don’t let the smile at the top of the page fool you, I’m actually pretty flippin’ dumb ::terrible grin time::


DAY 8, 9 and 10

But the posts must continue, so here goes. We stopped at Day 7 — Sunday. First yoga day in like, forever.

DAY 8: Was a disaster of the self-made variety. To sum it up in a couple of words: tickets, DMV, fees, tow, Julio is broke. So needless to say, I missed a day in the actual Base Camp. Sure, it bummed me out. But, I made the most it. Involuntarily. I did a ton of running on this day. Let me map it out for you.

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According to Google Maps, that blue line is a total of 5.3 miles. The first bit was accomplished with a gym bag carrying my laptop. I can’t get too mad. It really is of my doing. Actually, funny thing is, somewhere near that Putnam Toyota thing you see, Jesse sees me in his truck and says, “little jog, little jog!” The man is watching, even when I’m not in the gym. Now THAT’S a good trainer — and actually, a sign of things to come.

DAY 9: It was business as usual for Day 9. Albeit, with a bit of twist. For a minute there, the boxing class looked to be two-guy strong with me and another gentleman whose name alludes me right now. But boom, at 11:29 with 40 seconds walks in Jean The Machine. You’ll remember her from Day 2 of the experiment. Jean is awesome to work with because she’s so fit and committed to the work that she, in turn, pushes you to give your best as well.

And as expected, all three of us went full tilt for the duration of the workout. I’m getting a little more confident and comfortable with the punch combinations, but I still have to shadow box them for a bit, then yell out the actual punch (which can be annoying, sort of, jab-cross-down, hook-cross-hook, for example). Anyway, I labored through that one. And actually, I should share, the core work was solid … until I saw Jean knock her set out. Wow. Let me go on Youtube for a second: She was knocking out the Money Mayweather Sit-Ups with a jab-cross at the top. Girl is a machine I tell ya!

DAY 10: I have to say, Day 10, as painful as it was, was my luckiest day so far at Dethrone. Shauna Harrison, Dethrone’s yoga instructor from Day 7, had

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announced on Sunday that she’d be teaching on Wednesdays as well — 8:15 a.m. I still have Justine’s mat, and so, I said, why not? Let’s go join all the other yogas for some more yoga fun.

When I got there, Jesse welcomed me with a “you’re the only one” … and I panicked. Is it too late to back out of a 1-on-1 yoga session with the great Shauna Harri— wait, ¿estoy loco, o que pedo?! That panic turned into, “OK, this should be  cool, what yoga beginner wouldn’t want a personal yoga session to get better?!

Well, this one 🙂 I kid. Sort of. Let me explain. I told y’all, Shauna DOES NOT PLAY. It’s a great thing to be pushed to your yoga max … but the thing is, when you’re 1-on-1, you can’t cheat! There are no other bodies to focus on but yours. So, those little rest breaks you like taking? Nope. Cheating on a pose? Nope. This is me not complaining, but more like saying that by the time the 45 minutes or so were up, I was drenched in sweat and tired like a muth phu.

I did my best, Shauna, I swear it! But, those warrior poses are insane. The leg lifts are bonkers. And the chaturanga will haunt me forever.


While toweling off and trying to learn a bit more about Shauna’s background, I mentioned to everyone that Wednesday was a day off from the Daily Journal duties (sort of). To which Jesse, who was arming himself with his running gear, said, “You ready for a run?” To which I replied “Umm, right now?” To which Shauna said, “You’re going to run right now?!” To which I replied … “Let me get my headphones.” And then this happened.

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Final verdict on this run, was 5.5 miles. We knocked it out in a little over 50 minutes I think is what Jesse said. So to recap, 1-on-1 with Shauna, 1-on-1 run with Jesse. AND, I didn’t die. It’s all good.

Day 1 and 7

DINNER TIME GUILT LEVEL: (Averaging Days 8,9 and 10) 2. I had some chips. Fired for that. But only a couple.

The Dethrone Burlingame experiment : Day 7

28 04 2013
My favorite shot from the incredible Dana Underwood! © 2013 #SweatEveryDay #IWILL

Photos from Shauna’s Facebook page. The bottom one, in that b-girl stance, belongs to Dana Underwood,

So, Day 7 of the Dethrone Burlingame experiment was a day six years in the making. I kid you not. Dethrone just added a yoga class, I’d say, within the last month, with Shauna Harrison … who is, for lack of a better word, a beast. We’ll get to how I came to that conclusion in a bit.

But, as part of the Dethrone Burlingame experiment, I decided I would try as many of the classes as I could. Jesse knows this, and so, without fail, he told me Friday that there was a yoga class Sunday morning at 8 a.m. and that he expected me there. ME? Julio? Yoga? Hmmm. Nawwww— but OK.

What Jesse and Shauna don’t know is that, from the first day I met my friend, Justine R.C., she’s been telling me, urging me, asking me politely to, try yoga. Other than taking a couple of deep breaths with her, and two minutes with it during my P-90X stint, the yoga she’s always wanted me to try has never come to fruition.

That is until Sunday, when, armed with Justine’s yoga mat, I decided to finally give yoga a try. Why not? So, I fall on my face a couple of times and look stupid? How would that be different from any other day?

DAY 7:

Well, the answer to that above question is: very different. Shauna doesn’t play around, ladies and gentleman. Having very little to no yoga experience, of course I was intimated. And while I’m fairly familiar with some of the poses (they might not even be called “poses”), this is different type of yoga. The call is called Muscle & Flow and Shauna explained that it’s definitely a hybrid of three different disciplines, mixed with some strength and plyometric work. … and that would explain the river of sweat some 15 minutes into the workout.

I can’t go too much into detail about this workout — mostly because I’d be talking nonsense since I know very little about yoga. All I know is that 45 minutes later, my shirt was soaked. And I almost killed myself trying to do a headstand. Give it a couple of weeks, I’ll be more graceful with it. Here’s visual proof I was at the class. I’m the awkward looking one at the very top of the photo. To my right is the awesome Lynette and in front of me is Jean, a third of the Hardcore Crew — who knocked out that headstand like nothing. Sweet Jesus, girl.

Dethrone Burlingame yoga class

My downward dog definitely needs help. Word around the bikes is that Shauna has like, 2 percent body fat (which I totally believe, my guess was more like, negative body fat) … and as her friend said, “She’s a beast. She’s one of those athletes that can pick up, go out and run a marathon right now, and kill it.” I believe that, too. I’ll be back for more yoga for sure.
Actually, we pulled a double for Day 7. I put on my shoes and did the 9:15 class. It was awesome. Mostly, because, I conquered a new level in the box jump. When I began, I thought I’d be a savage and hit up the wooden boxes — but after looking at it and measuring it out, I said, “ohhh hell nawww” and went over to the baby box. On Sunday, Jesse pointed to the double box … and I nailed it! Boom! Yeah, like that, son. It was fun to see a week’s worth of work materialize that way. I’m not going lie, the scale isn’t reading what I want. But I know there is progress when you can hit that jump, look over to your trainer and smile. Super awesome.