squats:
365 x 3
385 x 3
405 x 3
Boring but healthy.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Monday Madness
Bench press day!
Flat bench:
285 x 3
305 x 3
325 x 3
Floor press:
275 x 10 3 sets
Incline DB flys:
35 x 12 3 sets
Push ups:
30
15
18
Skull crushers/CG bench:
70 x 10 - failure 3 sets
Nothing above my belly button is working properly today. Pure Awesomeness!
Flat bench:
285 x 3
305 x 3
325 x 3
Floor press:
275 x 10 3 sets
Incline DB flys:
35 x 12 3 sets
Push ups:
30
15
18
Skull crushers/CG bench:
70 x 10 - failure 3 sets
Nothing above my belly button is working properly today. Pure Awesomeness!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Friday
Pulled on Friday
405 x 3
425 x 3
455 x 3
That hurt like a B. Just now getting some stability back. Oh well. No injury, just pain! Good to go.
405 x 3
425 x 3
455 x 3
That hurt like a B. Just now getting some stability back. Oh well. No injury, just pain! Good to go.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Ketchup
Missed Monday/squat day due to Shawn and K being in town. Spent all day at the lake, so I guess that was good excersice.
Friday: Bench Press
265 x 5
285 x 5
305 x 5
Monday: Squats
Opted for a sunburn.
Wed: Overhead Press
175 x 3
205 x 3
225 x 3
Friday: Bench Press
265 x 5
285 x 5
305 x 5
Monday: Squats
Opted for a sunburn.
Wed: Overhead Press
175 x 3
205 x 3
225 x 3
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Excerpt
In making my way through this world, I decided some time ago to choose the essential over the unnecessary. There are many ways to live a life. There are fewer ways, I think, to live an honest one. Sometimes a choice is necessary.
This I know. There are valleys, unlike others, where stones are gathered into great cairns. No tribute to battle is more sparse. No monument of a heroic life is more cut from the earth that gave this life its bearing and origin. Today our monuments lack simplicity. We have forgotten this earthy nobility that older cultures teach us. We have silenced these stones.
I have seen men of great strength lift stones that required of them no less than all their strength. Here there was no surfeit of effort. All was necessary, and yet it is expected of a man of great size that he should lift an amount equal to his stature, his girth. His accomplishment is often equal to our expectations, perhaps his own.
I am interested in the man who overcomes his strength by returning to the location of his most recent attempt, where his strength failed him but his will did not, and attempts to lift again the stone that would not be lifted. In his return his success is complete despite a measure of height or the distance of a toss.
Strength has a limit. It is easily measured by the kilo. Character understands that limit is a choice. It is measured in the attempt to hoist again the stone, to try one more. Character is measured in the return.
I cannot say of myself that I am a lifter of stones. But I understand something of the precision of the stone’s simplicity, and the required fidelity to the stone’s challenge. Ascent is the key. For myself, I trust in the climber’s imperative for higher ground, in the challenge of a mountain top. Beyond what one can see, these stony monoliths offer the mind and body an equal assurance: Effort is its own reward. I do not doubt the stonelifter would agree.
-Philip Arnold
This I know. There are valleys, unlike others, where stones are gathered into great cairns. No tribute to battle is more sparse. No monument of a heroic life is more cut from the earth that gave this life its bearing and origin. Today our monuments lack simplicity. We have forgotten this earthy nobility that older cultures teach us. We have silenced these stones.
I have seen men of great strength lift stones that required of them no less than all their strength. Here there was no surfeit of effort. All was necessary, and yet it is expected of a man of great size that he should lift an amount equal to his stature, his girth. His accomplishment is often equal to our expectations, perhaps his own.
I am interested in the man who overcomes his strength by returning to the location of his most recent attempt, where his strength failed him but his will did not, and attempts to lift again the stone that would not be lifted. In his return his success is complete despite a measure of height or the distance of a toss.
Strength has a limit. It is easily measured by the kilo. Character understands that limit is a choice. It is measured in the attempt to hoist again the stone, to try one more. Character is measured in the return.
I cannot say of myself that I am a lifter of stones. But I understand something of the precision of the stone’s simplicity, and the required fidelity to the stone’s challenge. Ascent is the key. For myself, I trust in the climber’s imperative for higher ground, in the challenge of a mountain top. Beyond what one can see, these stony monoliths offer the mind and body an equal assurance: Effort is its own reward. I do not doubt the stonelifter would agree.
-Philip Arnold
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Chiti Chiti Bang Bang
Yeah, those after shots are coming. I'm waiting to get skinnier. Ha. Ha.
So anyway, my workouts are coming along most excellently. My workout yesterday went like this:
Overhead press:
Warm up
5 x 185
5 x 205
5 x 215
And then a bunch of other crap that made me sweat, scream, curse, and swallow back vommit. Good session overall. At one point on the second set of OH presses I cracked myself in the chin. Your mind goes through some interesting senarios quickly when you've nearly knocked yourself out throwing 200+ lbs over your noggin. I think I cracked a tooth. Oh well, I've got more.
Cheers.
So anyway, my workouts are coming along most excellently. My workout yesterday went like this:
Overhead press:
Warm up
5 x 185
5 x 205
5 x 215
And then a bunch of other crap that made me sweat, scream, curse, and swallow back vommit. Good session overall. At one point on the second set of OH presses I cracked myself in the chin. Your mind goes through some interesting senarios quickly when you've nearly knocked yourself out throwing 200+ lbs over your noggin. I think I cracked a tooth. Oh well, I've got more.
Cheers.
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