So, I never uploaded any pictures of my sweaty ass last night, because I was trying to be social, and I went to bar trivia. I knew like, four things, all night. And was very adamant about one answer being wrong (it wasn't). My team still won, after I left. Ha. I got home at 11:30pm and promptly went to bed, where I slept poorly, because that's how my body rolls, yo.
So here is a picture of me licking Anne.
What we talked about:
Not much. Today was a focus day. Exciting for me, boring for everyone else on the planet. Oh, I did talk a lot about flinging 500lbs of kettlebell force into my crotch. And my trainer did yell "CLEAN THAT SNATCH!" at me once, which really didn't help my form. Bastard.
So, if I'm going to start doing shit with heavier kettlebells, my form needs to be perfect. Things like turkish get ups? With heavier weight? And improper form? Kettlebell on my face. And, while my face isn't my moneymaker (that's my ass, in case you're keeping track), I'm still kind of fond of it, most of the time. So, I'd rather not drop 35+lbs on it, you know?
So, lots of little tweaks. Figure out a position. Do a stretch to increase range of motion. Practice a single movement. Over and over. Be told how I'm doing it wrong. Try to explain that my body doesn't bend that way. Repeat.
But, I didn't cry. And that's always a plus.
After that, my trainer decided he wanted to make me do something HARD.
So, we did ladders.
(Note: All of these are double fisted, meaning two goddamn kettlebells. Asshole)
I hit failure on my left arm for the last round, but I was TRYING. Oh, man, the last three rounds were awful. I was panting. I thought I was going to cry or vomit or shit myself.
IT WAS AWESOME.
I know. I know that sounds weird. But, you guys, I don't challenge myself very often. I figure out what I am capable of and just revel in that. I don't push the limits. My trainer is good about making me push the limits, to a point. He doesn't like to have me do stuff to failure, because I'm really good at hurting myself.
So, while it was an ego bruise, it was also AWESOME.
Bonus points: Kind of sore today. I don't really get sore anymore, so score!
Second Bonus: Thursday we're usually in the gym, but we're garaging it again. I'm hoping for deadlifts. Fingers crossed.
Have you ever done bar trivia? Are you any good at it?
Do you read blog posts that don't have pictures? I like pictures. I am a child.