Tuesday training - old school style

It's Tuesday! It's training day!

I've really cracked down on my diet last week and this week. And I've started to get back in the groove of my supplement cocktail of green tea extract, tonalin CLA and classic omega-3 fish oil

I was still pretty tired going into todays session, but I can feel my belly starting to go back down to where it should be, and I was pretty pumped to get my workout on.

Today we did an old school workout which kept it interesting, but first the walking warmup. Then a few KB swings and squats (with the blue bell of doom) and jerks (with my buddy the 25)

Then Jason broke out the medicine balls. You know, like what Mr. Burns works out with, wearing a 1920s wrestling cap? Yeah those things. Anyways, using the 16lb ball (I totally didn't know they came in different weights), I had to do burpees, but in the jumping up part also had to throw the ball up to where the wall meets the ceiling. And yup, on the first throw I didn't even hit the wall! Haha! So lame. After a few tries I got the hang of it, and even got pretty close to the ceiling. The trick is to jump straight up not forward.

Then with the 10lb medicine ball, I had to side throw it against the wall (and catch it as it bounced back). Like a standing sideways wood chop. I did pretty okay with those.

Then Jason sent me off to go get some water. That should have been my first tip-off that something brutal was about to happen. By the time I got back, he was laying out the mat. 'but it's too early to stretch' was my adorably naive thought. And when the mat was laying flat, it revealed what had been hiding from my view: the evil wheel of death.

I reluctantly sat down and let him strap my feet to this evil contraption, then lay flat to embrace my fate. Hamstring curls. Like bridge pose, but with far more agony. My hamstrings were instantly sore, I could feel each individual tendon contract every time I pulled in my feet and lifted my bum. Blergh. Then when those were done I had to flip over (still strapped to the wheely thing of doom) for plank tuck knees to chest. Those are not so bad. But that's just in comparison to the hamstring curls. So I flippy flopped a few more times, 'like a pancake' haha. And finally collapsed after the last plank. Sweat dripping from my face. According to my sources my tushy is looking great, but at what cost?!?!

I was finally freed from the contraption, and feebly crawled my way up to standing. We balanced out the grueling hammy set with two 27.5lb dumbbells for bent over rows and good mornings (like deadlifts without bending your knees)

Then it was finally time for stretching. Glorious, painful, agonizing deep-tissue stretching.

I'm going on vacation next week, so I'll have to be very diligent while I'm away to keep up the momentum. So the assignment for the rest of this week:

Wed: intervals

Thurs: weight training

Fri: 4 miles

Sat: 3 miles (if I have time)