So, here's the deal.
Yesterday, as part of my lunch, I ate like 6 servings of raw green beans.
In case, for some unknown reason, you use me as a role model: DO NOT DO THIS.
Especially not hours before you're going to lift heavy things.
So, most of what we talked about during the session was how I was going to vomit warm green beans everywhere, or try to fart and shit my pants. The whole session. We are *those* people in the gym.
4x (no rest)
60 second rowing machine
30 second giant ropes
20 kettlebell swings
10 TRX pull ups
12 tricep pull downs
12 barbell curls (10lb heavier than my trainer wanted, because he couldn't find the right barbell, and I'm a fucking bad ass)
12 bicep curls on this weird archaic looking machine.
12 straight bar pull downs
60 second planks
And then I farted in my car all the way home. Not enough, though. My stomach hurt ALL night. It finally feels okay this morning.
Moral of this story: Do not eat a day's worth of fiber in one sitting.
Never has a picture of my ass been more relevant.
I really need to stop wearing black to the gym. It's killing my pit stain pictures.
We're going to pretend I take these pictures while the car is fully stopped, okay?
I cannot wait to grow out these retarded fucking bangs. They are killing me.
Today I have 25 minutes of running on schedule. (I'm trying to ration out my use of the word "docket" so I don't get sick of it)
I'm taking it to the HILLS, people. Hitting up my best friend, Victory Trails.
I almost got my trainer to come with me, but he has a session afterward, and wouldn't have time to shower. I told him *I* would mind if he rolled up on my session all sweaty and flushed. Okay, I didn't actually tell him that, but I would have, if I had thought of it then. I've definitely said worse things to him.
Tell me about your favorite place to run, ever.