kbkris
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Well, I planned on taking today off because I was "tired." I mean it. I'm beat. It took everything I had today to keep my eyes open at work. Where I work, falling asleep would do more than get my boss mad at me. It could be dangerous.
Plus, I'm a little depressed that my favorite local radio station is changing formats in January. Trust me, Cleveland morning radio sucks and this was the one station worth listening to while driving to the "Mistake on the Lake," every morning.
So when I got home, I really had no intention of exercising.
This isn't another "glad I sucked it up," post.
I was reading S&S and read that fatigue is no excuse to not get in a training day. Dammit!
So I did what a good little comrade is supposed to do. I played with my iron balls.
Now, when I first got involved with using KBs as a training tool, I did all the stuff you can do for variety's sake. I would still like to do some two-handed windmills (my favorite exercise EVER) and some tactical lunges, but I know that doing a PULL and a PRESS is what is necessary for super strength.
I'm not old and even if I am, I refuse to admit it. I'm not ready to start acting my age and dammit, I'm not going to say that 39 now means I can't exercise and improve myself. I also refuse to let 39 be the middle or further than middle part of my life. I know it's up to God when I go home (and I hope I got to His home instead of the alternative) but if I have anything to say about it, I hope I still have more days ahead of me instead of behind me.
So even though I may not be "old," I'm certainly a slow learner. It has taken about ten years of KB training for the light bulb to go off. Swings and TGUs work! Okay, they're not as fun as some other exercises, but am I doing this to have fun, or am I trying to make myself a better person today than I was yesterday?
I think it might be something with age, but I have learned that practicing one thing well will bring better results than picking something up, getting bored and moving to something else, then coming back to what you left in the first place and having to start all over again.
Plus, I'm a little depressed that my favorite local radio station is changing formats in January. Trust me, Cleveland morning radio sucks and this was the one station worth listening to while driving to the "Mistake on the Lake," every morning.
So when I got home, I really had no intention of exercising.
This isn't another "glad I sucked it up," post.
I was reading S&S and read that fatigue is no excuse to not get in a training day. Dammit!
So I did what a good little comrade is supposed to do. I played with my iron balls.
Now, when I first got involved with using KBs as a training tool, I did all the stuff you can do for variety's sake. I would still like to do some two-handed windmills (my favorite exercise EVER) and some tactical lunges, but I know that doing a PULL and a PRESS is what is necessary for super strength.
I'm not old and even if I am, I refuse to admit it. I'm not ready to start acting my age and dammit, I'm not going to say that 39 now means I can't exercise and improve myself. I also refuse to let 39 be the middle or further than middle part of my life. I know it's up to God when I go home (and I hope I got to His home instead of the alternative) but if I have anything to say about it, I hope I still have more days ahead of me instead of behind me.
So even though I may not be "old," I'm certainly a slow learner. It has taken about ten years of KB training for the light bulb to go off. Swings and TGUs work! Okay, they're not as fun as some other exercises, but am I doing this to have fun, or am I trying to make myself a better person today than I was yesterday?
I think it might be something with age, but I have learned that practicing one thing well will bring better results than picking something up, getting bored and moving to something else, then coming back to what you left in the first place and having to start all over again.