Strength and Olympic Lifting:
- Dip ladder (2 – 2 -3 – 3 – 4 – 3 – 2 – 2) (or something like that; completed it)
- Clean
- 7 @ 60%
- 5 x 5 @ 75%
- 3 x 1 @ 85%
- 2 x 1 @ 90%
- Weighted pull up 5×5 @ 70%
Strength and Olympic Lifting:
WOD:
Strength and Olympic Lifting:
Running and Endurance:
A WOD, an actual WOD. No strength today, no endurance today.
Strength and Olympic Lifting
WOD:
Strength and Olympic Lifting
Time passes. Vacation is over now. Back to regular working out / blogging. We’ll see.
Strength / Olympic Lifting class.
Where did it all go? Freaking time, goes too quickly when you’re having fun, goes way too slowly when you’re not. This was my weekend to relax because the next two weeks are going to fly by. All thanks to work and obligations. At least, at the end of the two weeks, I get a week of vacation. Much needed, much anticipated.
Friday was a rest day. No workout. I ate well enough.
Saturday wasn’t shabby. Started the day with a Buddy WOD. This consisted of 4 rounds, each starting with 50 m walking lunges (my ass still hurts) and some additional exercises, such as burpees, situps, pushups, ball slams, sledge hammer swings. I’m very proud to say that my team “won”. Our finishing time was the fastest at 28 min and change. At the end of the day though, it doesn’t really matter who wins, it’s all about the effort you put into the workout and your own accomplishments. The competition is nice, but with so many people at different levels of abilities, it’s hard to compare. But still, we won, what what! Food on Saturday was ok, except that I had taco bell and many chicken legs throughout the evening. It was a lazy weekend. Oh and beer. Yum for beer. My post workout meal was good though! Three eggs over medium with a slice of sharp cheddar cheese on each. Awesome.
Sunday, or what will now be referred to as what the hell was I thinking day. I’m going to go for a run I thought. Should go early I thought. Hung over though so I’ll wait, I thought. Noon thirty comes around, awesome, let’s run. I lube up with sun block, because the sun is like beating down on the earth from directly overhead. And out the door I go. I ended up running about 3.5 – 4 miles and then walking about 1.5 miles home. Nearly dying from exhaustion and heat. Can barely put a foot in front of the other. For the love of Pete and George. Do not run at noon thirty when it’s over 90 degrees out. It’s just stupid. Rehydrated with beer. That was a good thing.
Dinner on Sunday was healthy. Chicken breast, steamed green beans, orange and yellow peppers, with some grilled onions on the side. And beer. Sue me.
Blogging this week will be sporadic. We’ll see. Here are my eggs, yum.