Let me tell you, the last three days of workouts have been tough. I don’t usually workout on Sundays, but I was out of town Friday and Saturday, so I missed. The workout I did had overhead pistols… supposed to be with a 45# bar, but I could only do them with the trainer bar, and the sides of my butt cheeks are still very sore! Yesterday’s workout had muscle ups, which I wasn’t too sure I’d be able to get since I failed almost all of my attempts the day before, but I got them. It just goes to show, some days are better than others. It doesn’t mean we aren’t capable. We just have to be willing to pick ourselves up and try again.
Today’s workout was very long and difficult. The first part was a bunch of strength work. I didn’t have any percentages to go off of, except for the back squat, but everything was supposed to be as heavy as possible. I think my numbers were all pretty good. Mostly around 85% of my maxes, and I didn’t fail. Definitely not easy though! My biggest accomplishment was squatting 2 sets of 3 back squats at 95% (200#). Last week when I did this, I needed a spot, but this week… although super ugly, I got ’em!
On another note, I went to a really great little conference this past weekend. I’ll probably write about it more tomorrow or the next, but at the moment my eyes are starting to close without me telling them to… probably a sign that I should get to dreaming.
Here’s my quote for the day:
“We cannot navigate our way through life perfectly, arriving at wholeness and healing by way of any kind of direct flight, express train, 5-easy-steps. There are going to have to be detours, missteps, even doubling back and trying all over again. This is life. There is no shortcut. That’s what makes a great story.” -Leeana Tankersley
No shortcuts. Darn.