Worldly workouts.

Hot damn. I seriously better wake up with Dana Lin Bailey's lower body. 

Russian kettlebell swings, (half) Turkish get ups, Romanian dead lifts, I know what you're thinking. Did you take a trip to Europe? (I have no friggen idea if those countries are in Europe) nope! I just worked out with Kevin at Plank. LEG DAY IS THE WORST DAY. Second only to chest day. I know I'm the weird one out on that, but seriously my bewbs are still store. and by bewbs I mean my chest musckles. I'm really dumb tonight, so if you're here for the endless amount of information I cough up on a weekly basis well I suggest you take it somewhere else.

 

Seriously I lost count at how many squats and lunges I did tonight. I know Kevin probably got tired of counting but it's like I lose my memory and can't count my own reps.  I think it's mostly because when you ask me to do two things at one time, hell if you ask me to do anything, if I'm not used to do it then it takes me a hot second to figure out what to do and then I probably have the ugliest/weirdest look ever on my face. Like I can't decide if I should just play dead or not. We also did and by we, I obviously mean me, did these plate pushes across the ground and the ground isn't level at plank and let me tell you about one of the dumbest exercises known to man. Turkish get ups. WHY THE HELL. What. It doesn't make any damn sense. why would you get up like that? that's so inefficient. why do you need to get up holding weight? I can't think of anything on planet earth that you can't just sit down on the ground, get yourself up and pick up and do whatever it is you're gonna do with it. Really. I'm bitching like I had to do 100 of them with 400lb kettlebells haha. I only did 1/2 get ups with no weight, and it was a descending pattern. I think the circuit was 1 arm KB swings, goblet (which apparently are referred to as "gobble" squats this week....clever. I did laugh though) squats, and then 3 of the turkey get ups on each side, repeat the swings and squats, 2, and then 1....I figure it was like that because it only took  me forever and 300 days to do them. I have jello legs already. I'm planning on sleeping with a heating pad on them tonight in hopes that I won't be in a ton of pain tomorrow but well, here's to hoping.

 

I got an inhaler. insert sad face here. Last week actually did scare me because I felt like I was breathing through a straw and couldn't catch up. So thankfully I haven't had to use it yet, though I think I'm supposed to before I exercise...which, let's be clear. Um no. this will be used for rescue purposes only.

 

It's been a week, and I am so excited to be done with work and only have a wee little bit of cardio left and by wee little bit I mean like 30 minutes of sprints and my weekend workout is shoulders + metcon. yeahhhhhhhhhhh. I'm making a face that you can't see right now. I do this every week, and you would think I would get better at this. However, what I'm trying to focus on right now is that this is not a friggen race. I'm not trying to beat anyone. I saw a thing on instagram that someone posted that said "it's hard to be happy when someone is mean to you all the time" and she was talking about how if you're mean to yourself all the time, you're gonna have a hard time being happy, which is a fair point. You know what I would cut a bitch for right now? some doughnuts. Though, I would never actually cut anyone. I would just go to krispy kreme and buy some if I hadn't already did kind of bad on my meal plan today and it wasn't another trip to Asheville. logistics. ha. Whatever though, this week was better than last and that's always a plus. Moving forward a little a time will still make progress happen even if it is slower than I would like. impatient and impulsive are the top 2 character traits that describe me best. though, they're not always bad things. Impatient can also turn in to a "I'll do whatever it takes to make this happen, NOW" because I want something, and impulsive choices have gotten me 2 trainers and 4 tattoos, also a few piercing and pairs of shoes. that somewhat rhymed. dang I did good. maybe it didn't. I'm delirious from all the lactic acid in my legs.

 

anywho. that's it for this installment of wow someone needs to revoke this girl's blogging privileges. with that, I'm out. Oh and since next week is binge eating to celebrate the death of a ton of native Americans (I really dont know what the hell I'm talking about) aka thanksgiving, I will likely blog, well, on Thursday. It will be your thanksgiving present from me to you, my faithful readers. NOW I'm done.

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