The wall that I'm trying really hard not to hit is looming in front of me. I'm focusing on getting to Sunday when we'll go to the sauna/hot tub/cold bath. I know that I'll feel like a million bucks after that. Tomorrow is the hardest workout of the week but unless my weight is bad in the morning and I need to run it will be the only workout of the day. I've been consistently happy with how my body and mind is performing in the training. I'm not sure if my body is doing great which is making my mental performance good or the other way around. Either way everything seems to be firing on all cylinders. Today's conditioning was brutal and was only the second time since starting this sort of conditioning that I've thrown up from the training. The workout was:
Three Rounds for time of:
21 burpees
75 meters on versaclimber
21 wall ball shots
21 db thrusters with 25#
21 db squat cleans with 25#
Time for the workout was 29:29
I do this workout at least once during each fight training cycle. Until I do it, it looms in my mind, it's that bad. I actually changed it up a bit though. It's supposed to be squat snatches and not versaclimber but my shoulder has decided that it no will no longer be supporting weight over my head in a snatch position. A cortisone shot has done no good so it's a matter of working around it for now. The versaclimber was worse, much worse. It also added time. The other change I made was to increase the dumbbells from 20# to 25#. The first time I did this workout I knew it would be tough but it's one of those that hits you even harder than you thought it would.
About two hours later we did the rounds for the day. Today wasn't bad time wise, it was four rounds with times of 4,4,3,2. We did timed stations this time instead of randoms. The stations were heavybag, clinch sparring, thai bag, ground work. Jay came up with the workout today and I have to say that I was really crabby about it at first. Even though I can see the value of all types of training when I'm doing the coaching I have a hard time accepting any workout that I don't feel like will kill me when it's me doing the training. As usual Jay was really patient dealing with my irritation. I think he knew I was just really tired and sore and still totally wasted from the training earlier. He pointed out that the bag work would be a good change and he was right, it was good to do something different. The rounds went well considering my muscles had officially retired for the day. After the rounds we did four 5 minute rounds of vale tudo sparring at about 70%. This last part wasn't really prescribed for the day but I figured it would be good for some calorie burning and good for my brain to have more technical practice. Because of the accelerated nature of this program the days I normally do skill based training were replaced with rounds for this week only. Next week I'll be on a normal schedule.
One downside for the day was my food. I've been using this online nutrition software called
Fitday that's great. You enter in all your food and you can keep precise records of what you're taking in. You can also track exercise but the stuff they have to choose from doesn't really fit with our sport. Anyway, the downside was that after I entered my food for the day I realized I had only taken in 837 calories for the day. I may have to eat something else tonight though I've really been avoiding food after about 8. But heading into tomorrows training with almost no fuel is not a pretty thought.
Thought for the day:
Never admit defeat or poverty. Stoutly assert your divine right to hold
your head up and look the world in the face; step bravely to the front
whatever opposes, and the world will make way for you. No one will
insist upon your rights while you yourself doubt that you have any.
Believe you were made for the place you fill. Put forth your whole
energies. Be awake, electrify yourself; go forth to the task. A young
man once said to his employer, "Don't give me an easy job. I want to
handle heavy boxes, shoulder great loads. I would like to lift a big
mountain and throw it into the sea,"--and he stretched out two brawny
arms, while his honest eyes danced and his whole being glowed with
conscious strength.
- Orison Swett Marden