Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Phil Collins, keeping a real journal and too much tape

So yesterday I forgot to mention that during a very tough workout some joker decides to play Phil Collins "Land of Confusion". Really? I had to stop to tell Kristi to change that crap. That might work for Richard Simmons but otherwise should not be played in any gym anywhere. I think Phil Collins is a great guy who sings songs that I wanted to slow dance to in the 8th grade but it's not workout music. How many push presses can you do to "Invisible Touch?" Not happening.

Anyway, today's strength workout called for bench during which I did 5 reps of 135, 3 reps of 185 and 4 reps of 205. See Bumper? I do keep track of it online. I was lifting with the master trainer himself and he gave me grief about not having a real journal. Fine fine, I'll bring one and keep it in the gym. Grumble grumble.

The second part of the workout wasn't bad, fyou start off with 10 reps of what I used to call bent over rows but what the RFM crew calls "Pendlay" rows, after the guy who invented them, the designer of the Pendlay Bay in Las Vegas.

Okay lame joke, sorry. I don't know who Pendlay is actually. Isn't that a filipino word? Here's Pendlay in a sentence:

"Who is that boy, I like him. He has a berry pendlay pace, always smiling."

Ok technically it should have read "priendly pace" but you know what I mean. Yes, another bad joke! See what happens when I workout in the morning? Too much energy.

Back to the workout, you do four rounds of 10 reps of Pendlay rows and then 20 pushups. The rows were cake and I used 135 but the pushups were brutal. I cranked out the first 20 like I was floating on air which was sort of cool. But the next 20 were a little bit harder and the last 40 were painful. I ended up doing two pushups at a time.

(And no Bump I don't know what my freaking time is! Whatever! You made your point.)

And lastly, if you're in the gym you've noticed the three posters of the lady powerlifting with the huge knockers, please stop looking at her chest and count how many strips of tape are holding up each poster. I swear to God Kristi was taping up those things during the entire workout for like an hour. OCD much Kris? I went out with a girl like that once, she had to drive past my home twice before she could turn into the driveway and park. She had to do everything twice which was good sometimes but could be sorta tiresome.

Holy damn am I random rambling man today? Sorry guys, Aloha and Happy Thanksgiving!