Grizzly Way 130514 (Eat Up Boogie Down)
Yesterday I made the disastrous mistake of eating dinner before posting and rambling about this, that, and any other things my addled brain could glob together into something resembling coherent thought. In that light I probably was’t very comprehensible. I spent most of my evening yesterday composing this, my favorite playlist in recent memory. It is 100% Daft Punk Mashups – if anyone has some productivity they need to catch up on, this is a wonderful thing, it is also great for gyms, parties, and driving with the windows down. I recommend it highly.
1 Muscle Up got tough around 8
9 GHD Situps
rest 10 min
60 yds backwards sled drag x 3 sets; rest 3 min
260 including sled – sled + 180 in plates
Today was the 2nd day of no weightlifting and double conditioning work. This is something that first came up last week and stuck around for at least one more week. Last week I said I didn’t mind it, and maybe kind of enjoyed it. Today I don’t think I really enjoyed it that much. I don’t mind extra conditioning, it feels good to get some good breathing going in a way that even the best weightlifting doesn’t. That said – I do miss the training volume and load that comes with weightlifting. Putting heavy things overhead, on your back, or up from the floor is a miraculous tool for the psyche. It just feels right. I find myself watching in envy at the people doing regular barbell work, as I pound out my burpees, or haul the prowler out to the parking lot. The second issue, is that I find it harder to eat after pure conditioning days, I just don’t feel like I’ve put the same load on my muscles and thus that my need to fuel is lessened. This is the kind of thinking I’m trying to avoid, because consistent fueling is what is going to propel progress. Knowing is half the battle I suppose.
Muscle ups are one of those things that I love and dread to see in programming, I love them, because I can do them, and they are fun to do, I dread them because as the weight climbs I worry that I’m going to be out of luck one of these days. Also, I promised myself that I would have the butterfly pull-up in the bag by the time the Gateway Garage Games roll around in the end of September, which is a ways away granted. The problem is that involves extra practice, which involves extra volume, which my body was not quite ready for yesterday. Today I paid the price, my hands were chewed up from the 4 or 5 sets of 10 I did yesterday and my lats were tender…very tender. Made the muscle ups all the more terrible.
This is a reverse sled drag. That was maybe 30-40 feet, I did 180 feet, or 60 yards. It looks innocent enough, but it is terrible, especially when you factor in the very frictitious (a word I just made up, so suck it), beat up parking lot and the 92 degree heat, these were killer. The one variation was that I used a dip belt and a chain to pull from my waist rather than from the arms. I’m not sure how, or really if that would’ve changed the work significantly as about 95% of the effort on this is in the leg drive. By the last round my legs were so blown out I could hardly walk the stairs back down to rack everything back up. Not bad for a double conditioning day, I suppose maybe this deserves some food.