This is a lengthy blog, so grab a seat and a cup of coffee. Or a beer. Uhm, I haven’t been faithful about recoding workouts in blog. I do generally jot down a few notes (and then often misplace said notes).
I composed this part of the blog from Dallas, TX. It’s flat in Dallas. Very flat. I don’t like flat.
A few recent workouts, in no particular order and based upon memory only.
Strict handstand push-up
Sumo deadlift high pull @ 100#
Hang power clean
This was one hell of a workout, and I enjoyed every moment. I averaged about 27 seconds a round; thus, I had more recovery than work time. But dammit if it often felt like I didn’t get enough recovery.
I truly sprinted. Here’s what transpired….
At the top of the minute I’d complete a strict HSPU, kicking up with my left leg and bringing right left first. When left foot touched the ground I’d immediately sprint out of the garage door, ensuring that I took a breath every other step. (Breathing controls pace.) I would run to the barbell, place both hands inside the knurling, pull the barbell to my shins, and immediately complete SDHP. As soon as I placed the barbell on the floor, I’d quickly reposition both feet and hands and then complete DL and HPC. I was gasping for air at the end of each round. As it should be.
1, 2, 3…8, 9, 10
Strict C2B pull-up(s)
Weighted pushup, 45#
Weighted Abmat sit-up
I completed through round of 8 pull-ups in unbroken reps. All other activities were, of course, completed in unbroken reps.
5, 3, & 2 @ 90% of 1RM
I’m getting chesticles.
10 Rounds for Reps of pull-ups
Max rep pull-ups
This worked the abs as much as the arms. I completed 15 reps the first round, 12 reps rounds 2 through 8, and then 9 & 8 reps. I think I know that the total was 116 but I don’t feel like doing the math.
I worked out in the hotel gym this morning, and was one of two people in the space at 6am. Dude was on treadmill. And kept looking at me. And creeping me out. I wore my airbuds so as to at least put up an auditory barrier. I could hear him grunting nonetheless.
– 5 air squats
– 5/leg mountain climbers
– 5-sec handstand hold
I have no idea how many reps I did, as I lost count when dude interrupted me to ask if was going to use the bosu ball. You read that right: dude interrupted me to ask if I was going to use bosu ball.
I spent 5 minute practicing headstands and another 5 minutes doing a strict HSPU every 15 seconds. Meanwhile dude was “squatting” and doing “pull-ups” and “pushups.” And GRUNTING very loudly. Good times, good times.
I’m now composing this blog whilst sitting at my local Mazda dealership and waiting for 15,000-mile tuneup. Even though I only have 13,000 miles. That’s less than 700/month. But that’s all about to change….
Jeff and I purchased a second home in Carolina Beach, and it’s awesome! The square footage is about the same as Asheville home, although with a third floor and an additional half bath. The fixtures, however, are as basic as they come. Laminate floors and countertops, tan walls and carpeting, cheap-ass plumbing and lighting fixtures. And that’ll all be replaced in the upcoming years.
Carolina Beach State Park is easily accessible and the beach is a mere 1.25-mile walk. Yay!
Speaking of the park, I went for a 5K trail run that ended up being a 10K trail run. Yup, I still get lost in a bathtub.
I completed my first CB garage workout, having purchased a yoga mat and a pair of 30# DBs.
1, 2, 3… 8, 9, 10
20m (10m up & back) shuttle sprints
DB push + row both arms
20m shuttle sprint
For ladder I made sure to turn to the right on odd- and to the left on even-numbered rounds.
For AMRP a began odd-numbered rounds with right arm and turned to the right at turnaround. Yup, I did the opposite for even-numbered rounds.
I completed the following workout just yesterday (May 21) in garage.
Row for calories and S/M + unbroken push press @ 65#
Row 100-90-80… 30, 20, 10 calories + 10, 9, 8… 3, 2, 1 kipping pull-ups
Row, push, pull.
I’m all over the place, so bear with me.
I took the kitties to the beach, as Jeff was already there with Luke. Caterwauling. Yup, 6 hours of caterwauling on the return trip as well. But I love them nonetheless.
Random thought here: It’s difficult for me to say back and forth. In my mind I see an object going away from me (forth) and then back toward me. Forth and back.
I’ve been forth and back with teaching. I began my stint as a graduate student, as I was required to teach 4 sessions a semester. I did so, teaching a total of 8 sections of interpersonal communication. I was evidently pretty good at it, although in retrospect I was too busy with my graduate studies to even consider a career as a teacher.
– I truly enjoy the act of standing in front of an audience and providing information. I’m good at it, too.
– I teach practical skills, as most everyone can benefit from improving both interpersonal and public speaking skills.
– I’m a responsible teacher, e.g., I grade completed work immediately, I provide constructive criticism, etc.
– Some students just don’t give shit. I have little to no patience for slackness.
– The pay sucks. I make more teaching 2 or 3 days as a contract trainer than I do a year teaching 3 or 4 sections a semester.
-We are required to begin the semester by providing active shooter training. And with the number of school shootings it was always a concern. There, I said it.
I’m somewhat relieved that I will not be teaching at AB Tech. There, I said it.
Now, about IBMG. I’m truly enjoying myself! For the first time in as long as I can remember, I was anxious before kicking off the summit. Whaaaat? I almost immediately found my groove, even with potential setbacks.
First, I allowed plenty of time to get to location. I entered “FIG” into Lyft app. The driver picked me up at hotel and then dropped me off at a building that appeared to be closed for renovations. Uhm, I needed to enter Fashion Industry Group as I was at the FIG restaurant. Fortunately the driver hadn’t left and I offered him cash to drive me to correct location. Ha! Lost, bathtub.
Then the audio equipment wasn’t working correctly and I couldn’t use a lavaliere mic. And the summit began late. Gah! I made up for lost time and got us right back on schedule.
The lunchtime icebreaker was a success, so my confidence grew.
I received many compliments from attendees, so my confidence continued to grow.
And I looked fucking awesome. So there’s that.
I helped the team during the Expo, and had a blast doing so. As an extraverted introvert, even I’m surprised by how easily I can approach people and ask them to be interviewed on camera. And for whatever reason, I’m very comfortable being filmed. Perhaps I’ve found yet another calling.
Out of the blue observation: I had two delightful conversations with Lyft drivers whilst in Dallas, other openly gay. One of the drivers was a drag show promoter in Dallas and knew all of the contestants on Drag Race.