So, this week’s rampant senility continues; this time, in the form of walking out of the house without either my pedometer or my Polar F6 heart rate monitor (read: my damned wristwatch).
Precor’s EFX 556i Elliptical trainer (I’m not linking to it for reasons that will become obvious shortly) offers a “fitness test” mode, where you tell it your age, weight, and gender, and it, based on a variation of this test, tells you your approximate VO2max.
So, off we go; three minutes at 90-160 steps per minute (I settled in at a fairly boring 120 spm) to warm up, at which point, it began to ramp up the resistance every minute or two (not getting any further instructions from the machine, as it didn’t say how fast one ought to be going). At the 16 minute mark, I was bopping along at about 8.5 mets, and pulse solidly into the middle third of my cardio range (145bpm), and had just started to break a sweat, when the test ended, entering a cool-down phase, before reporting its findings.
It gave my VO2max as 31mg/dl.
Followed that up with some cable rows (10x each arm @ 75#) and a dozen chin-ups.
I’m going to do something a little more scientific (Rockport Step Test, Oxford Step Test, cast runes, disembowel a chicken) this evening, because I am fairly sure that 31mg/dl figure isn’t quite right (I’d go so far as to say “ridiculously inaccurate,” but that might just be my ego speaking louder than usual).
Either that, or I’m the strongest, fastest, leanest, most tireless couch potato you’ve ever fucking seen.