Ran in our annual jog-athon, a 10-miler for raising money for athletics. Then remembered after that I was the only catcher on our 13s Babe Ruth game that night. The coach, who was generally pretty chill, lit into me when I explained mid-game why I was dragging ass.
Not that long ago actually, I would carry my KBs around some of the neighborhood streets to get long Farmer’s Carries in. I’d walk about 200m carrying them, then shake it out and carry some more. After one carry, I set them down on the corner and kept walking a bit more, shaking it out and regrouping. I turned around to go back only to see a truck had pulled up with three dudes, threw them inside, and took off before I could get back to them.
I drove around the neighborhoods looking for the truck, which looked to be a gardener’s truck. After deciding to give up, I spotted the truck parked at a house. Immediately going out to confront them, I suddenly had this realization that there’s three of them and one of me. But, they just played dumb at first. Then I went over the their truck and pointed to the KBs inside. They apologized and said they thought someone just left them there. I grabbed them, did a final Farmer’s carry to get them to my car, and drove off.
I love my KBs so much I was ready to order them that day had I not recovered them. But at a couple hundred dollars a pop, I’m glad I didn’t have to.
I was straight up 20kg (44lbs) lighter there than I am now. It literally looks like a different person.
There is a ski visitors center and some lodges at the top, which is just a visitors center when there is no snow. My misses drove to the top with my kids just before the start with my mates wife and kid. They hung out for 3 hours waiting for us. They had music and a jumping castle for the kids and food trucks and stuff. When we had finished we had something to eat, hang out for a little while for the presentation and then drove back down the mountain to our holiday accommodation. I had a nice hot spa bath and then we went out for dinner.
I got into that whole, I am a native from the Copper Canyons, thing. I could not sleep one night, read Born to Run, and was running “barefoot” on the treadmill much of the winter. When Spring sprung I found running on the road was no bueno. I then had foot pain for a very long time. They are/were good for lifting I believe.
I went through a phase like that, getting minimalistic shoes and running in even running sandals when I was in PA. The thing is, though, that the argument that we are meant to run barefoot or with minimal support may be true if we were running on soft grass or padded dirt like our ancestors. Not concrete, asphalt, and cement. It makes no sense.
I really enjoy my barefoot shoes for walking. I’ve always done stuff barefoot and have always hated the way normal shoes fit (too narrow). My only issue is they are super ugly. Vivo barefoot tries to be more fashionable but between cost and the looks it’s a no go
I’m thinking these are going to be the next ones I get when my current pair become unusable. I got some cheap ones off Amazon that I use for walking in the woods and yard work. They’ve been awesome for beaters!
I try moderately crazy things in the gym a few times a year. These include:
doing a workout where the goal is to do a volume of 100,000 to 200,000 pounds, usually single exercise. Have done this with rack pulls, the pelvic bridge machine, trap bar deadlifts and with leg extensions.
T-Nation once had a workout recommending 1000 (mostly assisted) pull-ups. I did that. Once.
I should follow Dan John’s 500 kettle ball swings again. This was great during the heights of Covid. I combined it with a daily shoulder warmup (listed near the back of The Black Book of Training). My arms blew up, my belly went down, chest presses became less shoulder straining.
I did squat jumps with over 250 pounds. No problems, but unwise. I lowered the weight and now emphasize height and speed. I stopped heavy good mornings too. Tate was right; they weren’t helping much.
I have done 120 minutes on a climbing machine, moderate resistance. Kind of a marathon for the upper arms; burned almost 3000 calories. But the next day was a write off.
I did CrossFit. I did Zumba. I hate to admit it, but both were more fun than a treadmill.
From the gallery of regrettable gym equipment purchases: those slider things for knees, those old fashioned crunch things shaped like a giant bent hula hoop.
(In fairness, Google tells me the T-Nation workout was 1000 total reps of several different arm exercises. Since the gym was really busy, I decided to do mainly pull-ups using all the handles and assistance as needed. This was not the smartest idea. So much for “strict adherence”…)