This Saturday I missed a good workout. Hand-stand push-ups, dips and push ups.
An all upper body workout, FINALLY. And I don't go.
Great.
But then today I checked and saw another workout that I might be good at. Push presses, sit ups and lunges. Three rounds.
Okay, not bad. The reps were 10 push presses, 20 sit-ups and 30 lunges (15 on each side).
I'm thinking, can do, can do.
Of course I look around during the 5 p.m. class and the big three were there: Ikaika, Derek and Marcus.
And Bruce. I didn't mean to overlook Bruce but he wasn't doing too well.
In fact, he was sick, still getting over some bug or something. Most normal people would stay home but not Bruce of course.
Kehau was sick and she stayed home, and she was one of our coaches. But Bruce . . . you know, I just realized he's got the same name as the guy who turns into the Hulk, Bruce Banner.
Fitting.
Anyway, we're setting up for the workout and Bruce tells me, "Eh Rod we go do the same weight we did last week for push-press."
What? Last week was 60 percent of our one rep max, which is 135. This week it's supposed to be 50 percent, or about 110.
Nah, Bruce said. "We go try 'em. We can die together."
Say what? I thought this guy was supposed to be sick? Kristi even came up to me (nice to have her back by the way) and said, "Ok Rod, pay attention to Bruce during the WOD. He looks kinda pale . . ."
Oh yeah? Try tell him that.
So I notice Marcus and Ikaika also loading up the 45 pound plates and so I'm guessing it's on. We break up into two rounds and Bruce takes the first one.
The timer starts and I know he's bogging because he's actually having a hard time with the weight, and it's only the first round.
And this is Bruce mind you. He throws up 135 above his head like kids eat candy after trick-or-treating.
Anyway he goes for it and I'm watching to make sure he doesn't puke. But the guy powers through and even managed to do some jumping lunges during the last round, which was pretty impressive.
Then it was my turn. The round starts and I THINK I got through my push presses first. I'm pretty sure I did anyway.
I start ripping on the sit-ups but I see guys finishing before me. Then I really lose any momentum I had during lunges.
Second and third rounds go about the same and I finish at about 6:14 I think. Not bad but my legs were toasted. I had a hard time walking afterwards.
Then we had to do three sets of 10 roll-outs to finish ourselves off. These frickin cash-outs are exactly that. They cash your ass OUT.
OH WAIT, I ALMOST FORGOT!!!
Hahahahahaha . . . guess who wants to run the Warrior Dash with us?
My little brother. Ha!
He lives on Oahu and when I told him we had an extra space for the 10:30 a.m. heat he said he was in.
Now, my brother was quite the athlete in high school: football, basketball and track.
He still runs a lot playing pick-up games, but that's about it.
We'll see how he does at Warrior Dash. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!
See you at the box folks,
Rod
An all upper body workout, FINALLY. And I don't go.
Great.
But then today I checked and saw another workout that I might be good at. Push presses, sit ups and lunges. Three rounds.
Okay, not bad. The reps were 10 push presses, 20 sit-ups and 30 lunges (15 on each side).
I'm thinking, can do, can do.
Of course I look around during the 5 p.m. class and the big three were there: Ikaika, Derek and Marcus.
And Bruce. I didn't mean to overlook Bruce but he wasn't doing too well.
In fact, he was sick, still getting over some bug or something. Most normal people would stay home but not Bruce of course.
Kehau was sick and she stayed home, and she was one of our coaches. But Bruce . . . you know, I just realized he's got the same name as the guy who turns into the Hulk, Bruce Banner.
Fitting.
Anyway, we're setting up for the workout and Bruce tells me, "Eh Rod we go do the same weight we did last week for push-press."
What? Last week was 60 percent of our one rep max, which is 135. This week it's supposed to be 50 percent, or about 110.
Nah, Bruce said. "We go try 'em. We can die together."
Say what? I thought this guy was supposed to be sick? Kristi even came up to me (nice to have her back by the way) and said, "Ok Rod, pay attention to Bruce during the WOD. He looks kinda pale . . ."
Oh yeah? Try tell him that.
So I notice Marcus and Ikaika also loading up the 45 pound plates and so I'm guessing it's on. We break up into two rounds and Bruce takes the first one.
The timer starts and I know he's bogging because he's actually having a hard time with the weight, and it's only the first round.
And this is Bruce mind you. He throws up 135 above his head like kids eat candy after trick-or-treating.
Anyway he goes for it and I'm watching to make sure he doesn't puke. But the guy powers through and even managed to do some jumping lunges during the last round, which was pretty impressive.
Then it was my turn. The round starts and I THINK I got through my push presses first. I'm pretty sure I did anyway.
I start ripping on the sit-ups but I see guys finishing before me. Then I really lose any momentum I had during lunges.
Second and third rounds go about the same and I finish at about 6:14 I think. Not bad but my legs were toasted. I had a hard time walking afterwards.
Then we had to do three sets of 10 roll-outs to finish ourselves off. These frickin cash-outs are exactly that. They cash your ass OUT.
OH WAIT, I ALMOST FORGOT!!!
Hahahahahaha . . . guess who wants to run the Warrior Dash with us?
My little brother. Ha!
He lives on Oahu and when I told him we had an extra space for the 10:30 a.m. heat he said he was in.
Now, my brother was quite the athlete in high school: football, basketball and track.
He still runs a lot playing pick-up games, but that's about it.
We'll see how he does at Warrior Dash. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!
See you at the box folks,
Rod
