This “work out” is quickly becoming my least favorite of the week. Don’t get me wrong I like the stretching and slower control based work to a point, but damn. I have way to much energy right now.
I am looking at the schedule that is left and I am nine work out days from being half way though. The word “MAX” shows up a lot in the second month of this work out. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t looking forward to that.
There is supposed to be a full seven days of recovery between the two months. I am going to cut it short by two days because that puts me at the last fit test on June 8th. June 9th I am running the 10k at the Wichita River Fest with my sisters.
I think will take that week to transition back in to a strict keto diet. No more peanut butter, banana and honey burritos. :\ I’ll used it to cut and hopefully come out of the second month really lean.
I’m already stocked up on tuna and mustard.
Is it crazy? Maybe. Excessive? If you asked my mom. Do I care? Not particularly.
I did the second scheduled fit test yesterday, needless to say it went much better than the initial attempt. I could actually count reps this time. It felt pretty good to just blow myself up on each movement knowing I wouldn’t have to do it again. All in all I am happy with my results so far.
The work out to day was the same plyo-cardio I have been doing from the beginning and today it just felt harder for some reason. I was able to get though it all but struggled more than I would have expected. I also sweat more than usual, I wonder if something I ate or didn’t eat had something to do with it. Oh well, another day in the books.
Pure Cardio tomorrow, it has become my favorite of the workouts. The Cardio-Abs that follows it is a different story…
I stay up too late sometimes (all the time) and this gives me a lot of time to think. Lately I have been thinking about the past year or so and all of the crazy shit that has happened, good and bad, from a really rough brake up to losing close to 100 lbs. The past twelve months have taught me a lot. Though it hasn’t been easy, I am sure its not the hardest thing I will do in my life. I like to think I am a better person because of it but am continually a work in progress.
Everything will eventually point up hill, the trail, the road or life in general. I figure I might as well learn to enjoy that part of the ride too.
One of my favorite pictures from bigringriding. Federico Ezquerra in the 1934 Tour De France.
Tonight was “pure cardio” and it sucked. In a good way. I was looking forward to it all day. Put on some dance music and buried myself.
Level 2 drills are tough.
I finished drenched and worn out with a huge shit eating grin. Fun is the wrong word but I am starting to enjoy it.
I was ready to set myself on fire tonight so I was a little bummed when I looked at the workout scheduled for today and saw the word “recovery”, but I figure its planned that way for a reason.
As it turned out “recovery” meant really intense yoga, core, and balance work. I actually feel like I got a lot of it. I used to be able to put my hands flat on the ground doing hamstring stretches and I am looking forward to getting back to that.
In relation to cycling I keep reading that people tend to go too hard on the easy days and too easy on the hard days. They wind up staying somewhere around the middle every time they work out and not making gains. Its just something I kept thinking about tonight.
I’m looking forward to tomorrow being a sufferfest.
I woke up really sore this morning. I felt like my legs we no longer connected to my brain. It made me even more annoyed that I didn’t push harder last night. It really sucks being that sore when you feel like its not proportional to the amount of work you put in.
I spent a lot of time to day thinking about pushing harder. First I decided that I needed to add some wobble to my workout so I got the dubstep going. Personal preference. Second I tried my best to channel my inner Jens Voigt.
He is one of my favorite cyclists/people of all time. He is just a beast.
There were times I couldn’t go as fast as the video but I made sure I finished each drill or at least worked until fatigue. I finished the workout hunched over shaking and feeling like I might puke. Much more satisfied with my effort tonight but there is still (and always will be) more I can give. Got to keep pushing.
Looking forward to having even better legs ;). Looking forward to tomorrow.
Plyo-cardo circut is hard. I had to rest more than I thought I would and I am pissed because when it was over I felt like I could have gone >-this-< much harder. Hind sight is 20/20 and all (and so on and so forth). It is a mental thing I need to learn to push though. I just need to keep telling myself:
“your jugular is not actually going to rupture out of your neck even though you can see it pulsing at 180 bpm.”
and
“level 1 drills are fun”
and
“stop being a pussy” -(this is probably the biggest thing if I’m honest)
I do think its a good thing that I recognize I have more to give, at least I am not kidding my. Even though I have lost a ton of weight doesn’t mean I am in shape, I’m just not fat. One of these days I will puke and then I will be a teensy bit more satisfied.
This will be my log of the 60 day Insanity workout.
Today was day one and it sucked. It was the ‘fit test’ and it was possibly the most demoralizing thing I have ever done. I was supposed to count the number of reps for each drill but I was to busy trying not to pass out. Yeah, I am more out of shape than I thought.
In two weeks I have to do the fit test again. I guess I will measure my improvement by whether or not I cry next time.
I sort of knew what I was getting myself in to, I mean its called “insanity” for fuck’s sake. Its my punishment for being stupid.
