My eyes opened at 6 a.m., according to the alarm clock, which means I actually woke up around 5:47. Lying there in bed, staring at the ceiling, I had the sudden urge to plank. I let the notion marinate for about 20 minutes so as to turn off my alarm after it sounded.
[Drunkard's note: You can tell I woke up early by looking at the time stamp of this post.]
Normally, I would hit snooze for another 90 minutes before awaking in a rush to get ready for work. Instead, I decided to sweat this morning with a 30-minute strength workout, which I've long vowed to complete on an off-running day. This was that day.
First was Jamoosh's combo plank routine, follow by three rounds of chair dips (10 reps), push-ups (10 reps), and 10-pound curls (20 reps), and finally back to the abs with two rounds of crunches (10 reps) and bicycle sit-ups (20 reps). I tried to do some 100-ups, but my body fizzled out after only about 25 reps.
Between my three-miler last night and this morning's workout, my weight finally dipped back down below 175 since Monday's ballooning.
Let's see if I can avoid another gorgefest this weekend. The only problem is there's a fresh growler of Irish Setter Red from Thirsty Thursday. Somebody's going to have to drink that.
Back Talk
Wherein we go a little further back for some smack talk
Ironman Kevin thinks shoes are the same as barefoot in the snow: "Time for you to man up. It was 14* here with blowing snow and I saw the distinct footprints of Vibrams on the running path today."
Answer: My Altras are just as minimal as Vibrams. I'm not impressed. But my shoes are not the same as going barefoot, nor are Vibrams. I'm just too much of wuss, whereas others are not.
B. Jarosz thinks I should stop worrying about my weight: "[M]aybe kill your bathroom scale and start measuring your waistline? Muscle is more dense than fat, so picking back up on the exercise is more important than what the scale says on any given day.
Answer: Good advice. I measured around my love handles and got around 34 inches with my Craftsman tape measure, but somehow I don't think it was the most accurate of measurements.
Happy Hour is nearly upon us, teammates! Have a finely brewed weekend. Run well and drink well. Cheers!
5 comments:
Good lord 90 minutes of hitting the snooze? How can the enthusiast put up with that? yowsers.
Mmm... Irish Setter Red. Sounds delicious, even though it is only 8am here! (But if I learned anything in Spain, it's that beer is OK at breakfast.) ;)
I thought my 50 minutes of snooze was bad!
I'm up for work at 5:30 (that is, after snoozing for 30 mins after Hall's departure), and I have been trying desperately to get up and use that extra half hour to make it to our work gym for an AM workout. So far, warm sheets and the heat from the woodburner has kept me on the snooze pattern..... Good luck with the early to rise trend!
Also- You ever use kettlebells for workouts? My new favorite. Muscles in my thighs and upper, inner arms that I never knew I had! Switching this up every other day with my run/jog routine.
I was trying to think of something witty, but my brain froze. The weekend is upon me - time for a beer. I hear someone needs some help with some Irish Setter Red...
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