i was whining on the phone just this morning to Steph about how much my hams and low back were hurting after the deads a couple o days ago. So i did a bike ride today, and it turned out to be a boon. All i had to do was straighten my legs out on the pedals, and my hams would auto-flex my knees back to 90deg with no additional energy expense--like huge, pudgy rubber bands. Funny ride. Just over 1h15m. GPS said i got 20.36mi at just over 16mph. i didn't feel a bit bad about that considering it was all tortuous, hilly path. But i've got some muscle and it is most definitely not there to turn bike cranks. i'm drained to my bones, and could do with a good vomiting. i got out of the shower and changed and went down the stairs to get some nutriment, and if the rail hadn't been there i think i would have taken a swan-dive onto my face. Legs would not work. That was a chuckley moment in life. But it could not have been a more perfect day for riding, and it reminded me of why i like it here so much. Took the 470 trail through Bear Creek park. Very pretty ride.
Now i'm either gonna go to Boulder, or go work chest. It's chest day, but it's also the rare overcast sort of day when it ain't raining, and the sun ain't broiling. we'll see.
And i should praise my li'l Annie too: she made it to the city finals in at least three strokes from the district swim meet. And she got 4th out of about 50 8yos in backstroke. And i heard she trashed her heat in 50 free, but got dq'd for --not quite sure--an illegal turn or something. Bummer, but it thrills my soul to know she's got some distance in her. So however it turns out this next weekend, she's cranked out a pretty nice first season of competition.
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Later:
Right then. It rained after all. so i did chest. Once again i forgot to recalculate my percents, so i tried bumping all my sets up by 5lbs. Couldn't manage the last rep on the last set though. 175 x 5, 185 x 5, and 200 x 4. The rest of the workout went pretty well. Actually managed 4 sets of pushups to failure. Something like 15, 12, 8 (here i dropped on my face with nothing to stop me), and...2. Fail. Good workout though. Seeing as my back, hams, abs, and now triceps, shoulders and pecs are all destroyed, i have some nagging doubts about the quality of any climbing i might do should i head boulderward tomorrow.
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That's pretty rad. I need to get myself tore down to that level. I think I'm getting bed sores on my arse from all the nothing I've doing over the last two weeks.
Big props to Annie!! That's super cool. I wish I could get the boys interested in something somewhat competitive.
Yep you do. It's boring not hearing about you yarding some absurd amount of weight hither or thither. Yeah, C-diff and MRSA after ulcerated bed-sores is absolutely no way to go out.
And i'll tell you, i had my doubts about getting Annie into anything serious until she actually did it. Turns out beating the hell out of one's peers is infectious and addictive. Just sign em up for something, and having had the poo drummed out of em by the li'l girl the next lane over, they'll say, "ah this won't do...this is no way to get a date." And it'll be on.
It's the signing em up for something that seems to be the problem. Let's see here, we've got soccer, baseball, football, basketball, and....yeah, that's pretty much it. And they, nor I, give a dang about any of em.
Although, Brody did his first pullup in the gym the other day. he was pretty stoked. Since Megan started working out with me, all three of the boys are becoming little gym rats. They've decided than in order to become a super hero, one must pick up heavy things. And so it begins.... :D
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