What should I do?

The constant thought I had this week was, how long can I maintain this pace?  It’s starting to affect my life, when a session gets canceled or moved it greatly affects the rest of my day, and when exhausted my overall brain function becomes reduced to the point of being catatonic.     

The amount of time I’m spending working out is also causing me to have little to no personal time for myself to go out and enjoy life. 

Ian made a comment last week which has stuck with me, like a fish bone caught in my throat.  He said that you can’t have people a training team on staff forever.   Essentially I do have a training staff.  I’ve made lots of personal financial sacrifices in order to keep this pace going; perhaps it’s time to start pushing myself, especially when I know that most of the weight loss is a result of my diet changing.

I think maybe going into this next week I’m going to reduce my workouts to just one a day maybe get a second one in on Wednesday.  I’m giving it some serious thought.  I want to get to 250 lbs so bad that it’s hard for me to take a step back.

I want it now, I want it right away, and I want it today. 

Should I take a step back?  What can I do?  I have the entire weekend to think about…

Daily Recap

I had originally intended to workout at Crossfit in the morning, and then do some cardio in the evening, but after my Crossfit workout I was done.  I’m sure the heat being over 100 degrees didn’t help fuel my lack of motivation for a second session. 

Liz had me warm up with five minutes on a stationary bike, it’s the kind of bike which has the handles that you push as you pedal, I’m not sure what this is called but it was a weird combination of movements.  Following the 5 minute bicycle work, we did some volume training, doing 4 ring rows and then 4 push ups at the top of each minute for 7 minutes. 

It took me about 26-30 seconds to do the 4 ring rows and 4 push ups, with the remaining half a minute I would rest and prepare for the next minute.  I had a major win in this area today; I was able to do all of my push-ups from the proper push-up position and not from my knees, I did 28 push-ups today albeit they weren’t continuous it’s the first time I’ve done 28 total push-ups since high school. 

Being Friday I was almost certain Liz had squats planned for me today, little did I know she really had lots of squats planned for me.  When we initially started working the back squats with just the bar I was tight from the day before, getting my big butt to parallel was almost impossible.  Of course Liz being the great coach that she is, she had me do pretzel twisting like stretches, which I found excruciating.  Every time I whined and said “OW” Liz would laugh. 

We tried again to do just the bar but I was still having a problem with getting past parallel, so I tried stretching out my inner thigh.  Liz of course had a fantastic solution for this; I sat against the wall Indian Style then placed a 25 lbs dumbbell on each of my knees causing my legs to touch the ground, opening up my hips, while dying on the inside a little bit.   After this painful event, I was able to get my big butt down to the proper position.

My work set involved 3 sets of 5 reps.  I started my work at 165 lbs and worked up to 195 lbs on my last set.  Not necessarily an impressive feat, but it felt fucking awesome to do a proper squat.  As a super big fat guy one of the hardest things to do is to get up and down from a seated position, so doing squats had a physiological limitation, at some point your upper body weight pulls or pushes you into an uncomfortable or possibly dangerous position, so being able to actually do a correct squat feels like I’m stabbing the fat guy inside of me with a pen.

My tiger blood was strong this day.

It would have been an awesome workout if not for the Metcon Liz had planned, an AMRAP (as many reps as possible), for 12 minutes doing 10 suitcase dead lifts, a farmers walk, and 10 squats, did I mention that the first two exercises required me to hold two 55 lbs dumbbells, and the final one I had to hold one of the 55 lbs dumbbells.  I was able to finish 6 full rounds and about 8 reps of the suitcase dead lift.  My vocal outburst in this video below were involuntary, I don’t remember doing it.

 When it was all said and done, I felt emotionally awesome, and physically like a pile of dung.  The afternoon cardio session was canceled by…me.  I think my legs had enough, and the constant feeling of ass from being vaporized by the humidity was cause to call it a week.