I’ve been mostly swimming this week. I skipped a crossfit workout on Thursday because my right quad was really sore. That turned out to be a good call because there were 50 air squats in the workout that day.
I went this morning even though I was out until midnight at the Doctor Who showing. I feel tough.
We warmed up with 3 minutes of jump rope practice. Then we did 10-8-6-4-2 reps of strict pull ups. I did it while pushing my feet off my partner’s thigh.
We did 1 minute each of rocking, flutter kicks, sit ups with our feet on a wall, and russian twists. Then we rested a minute and repeated it.
The workout was 7 minutes of:
- 11 deadlifts at 145 lbs
- 11 pull ups
It was ugly. I couldn’t get coordinated. I did 2 sets and an extra set of deadlifts.
Last Friday I was with a friend I hadn’t seen since I moved here. We were looking in boxes and the factory representative said that if we needed any more down he’d get the forklift. When I decided I wanted another one I just picked it up and put it on the ground. It was about at face height and wasn’t all that heavy. I realized that my friend was staring at me. “Um… I’ve been doing some…. um…. weightlifting?”
She said, “I see that.”
Seriously they weren’t that heavy but I guess I am stronger than people expect.