Wednesday, April 18, 2012
If Wishes Were Pigs...That Would Be Weird
20 kb swings (16kg, 16kg, 20kg, 20kg, 20kg)
10 (per arm) kb snatches (12kg)
10 (per arm) sledge hammer tire slams (16lb)
100 yard farmer's carry (two 40kg kbs I think?)
15 (per leg) raised leg toe touch crunches
60 second plank
Drove home, ran the dog for a mile.
The workout was hard, but good. The slow mile with the dog was an asskicker. I guess three days in a row of running the shit out of my legs finally kicked in. This does not bode well for tonight's 11 miles, with 5 pace miles in the middle. Uh oh.
YUMMY ARMPIT ACTION.
I'm trying to frontload my week so I don't have to do a hard run the day before spending 24 hours in the air, but it might not play out well. We'll see. Worst case scenario I slog through 9 miles and skip my pace run. I'm not too worried. My comfort on the plane is more important than forcing training in.
I was going to do a post that was all "Exercises To Do On The Plane" and have the body be all "EL OH EL WHO THE FUCK WANTS TO EXERCISE ON A PLANE JUST FUCKING RELAX." But, I never figured out what else would be in the post. So you get this paragraph instead. This is why I'm blogging for all seven of you and not 3 million hits a month or whatever the "I quit my job so I can post about oatmeal and camel toe for a living" bloggers get. I'm too lazy to think of content beyond listing how I sweat, and posting pictures of me looking gross.
Speaking of gross, I have a blister inside of a blister on my middle left toe. It only hurts if I poke it, so I'm just going to avoid poking it, and everything will be cake.