Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Attack of the killer kettle bell

Friends, I had a thought as I read this blog. I should begin recording my workouts here. Writing about them will keep a good record of my achievements and areas of improvement since I literally write NOTHING down.

Today's WOD (Workout Of the Day):

Black Box WOD/Beginner WOD:  
A1: Push Press 4×3
A2: 30-second goblet squat hold x4 sets

B: 4 rounds: 3-minute AMRAP of 5 pullups, 10 pushups, 15 situps; rest 1 minute between rounds

A1: My group started our first working set at a comfortable weight and tried to increase the weight each time: 53#, 63#, 73#, 73#
  • 73# felt really heavy and I'm not sure I could safely add any more weight, so I kept it there for our last set.
A2: I used a 12kg kettle bell for our goblet squat holds

B: I did pullups with a green band (higher resistance = more assistance = easier) since my hands are getting crazy calloused from all the pullups I've been doing. I'm glad I did, because I learned that I have to kip (ie, swing or use momentum) quite a bit while using the blue bands (lower resistance = less assistance=harder) and I didn't really have the room for that today. I started the first round doing unassisted pushups, but I couldn't keep that up the whole time, so most were done on my knees. Damn, that minute of rest went fast.
  • Round 1: Two rounds + 5 pullups
  • Round 2: Two rounds + 5 pullups
  • Round 3: Two rounds + 4 pullups
  • Round 4: Two rounds + 5 pullups
Each round of 5 pullups, 10 pushups, 15 situps equaled 30, so score was determined by how many reps were completed in each round. My score: 65, 65, 64, 65.

How'd I feel? Good, not great. My legs are still sore from Sunday's killer kettle bell workout.

Today, Coach Will gave us a worksheet for us to write down our personal, health, and career goals for the next one, three, and six months. This workout definitely served to highlight some things I need to work on.

Things to improve:
  1. Sleep more -- right now, I average about 5-6 hours/night. This is a recurring problem for me.
  2. Pullups -- I just want one by this time next year.
  3. Double unders -- I get one or two at random now, but I want to possess the skill of being able to string together double unders at will.
  4. Handstand pushups -- still lacking the shoulder strength to do these properly.
  5. Speed -- I'm a slow mo' f*cka. Gotta catch up.
This actually took a lot of time, so I'm not sure I'll remain consistent. But, I'm sure gonna try!

Here's to being bad,



Who's counting?

Ask me about my weekend. 

It was awesome, thanks. I spent half the day on Saturday wandering around Brooklyn, trying to figure out which way was up and the rest of the day trying to get out of there.

We did come across this gem.

The World's Largest Menorah. So they claim. 

My first Hanukkah was greeted with screams and bounces of jubilee as I opened my first gift.

A gloriously purple ice cream maker.

Who has some cool recipes? Everything I look at is inspiration for ice cream now.

Cinnamon roll ice cream
Eggnog Ice cream
Pancakes n' Syrup ice cream
Peppermint Bark ice cream
Peanut butter n Jelly ice cream

It's all happening. Just wait.

In other news, did you know that I love the Lady of Pop? 

Well, I do.

I think she's cool and that we should be friends. I also love these pictures by Terri Richardson. I love that he captures her doing such normal things. Like putting milk in her coffee, getting her hair dyed, eating, and brushing her teeth. 

It reminds me that she and I are not all that different. She just has way more fans and wears fake eyelashes. There are more differences (like the Grammy awards and international fame), but who's counting.

Anyway, to remind myself that I can achieve just about anything (even a pullup), I made the Lady my cover photo on my iPhone.

Inspiring, no?

Today, I snacked on a Larabar (pbj flavor, duh) at 6am while packing my clothes for work and watching Season 4 of True Blood on the iPad.

As it was someone's birthday at work, a coworker brought in some delicious doughnuts to celebrate (and test my self failed, as usual). I had a lot of little pieces that probably added up to a whole, but who knows.

I haven't eaten lunch yet, but I won't even bother taking a picture of it because it looks like poo. Indian lentils with grilled chicken and rice is yummy, but not pretty. I'll take a picture of the next pretty thing I eat. Worry not.

Until next time, have fun being bad.