Monday 11.24.14//My Everyday-Warrior Week 3 experience

BB//

Back Squat 10-8-5x5

Bent-over BB Row 3x10

MetCon//

21 Kettlebell Swings 

21 Hand Release Push Ups

20 Lunges

15 KBS

15 HR Push Ups

20 Lunges

9 KBS

9 HRPU

20 Lunges

RRFP

BB//

Back Squat 10-8-5x5

BBG//

10 Min EMOM

3 Hang Squat Clean

MetCon//

3 Rounds for Time

15 Thrusters

15 Burpees

Bonus//

30 Hollow Rocks

When we Totaled on Thursday, I wasn't really happy with my results. My squat depth was questionable, so in the back of my mind, I didn't really PR. I felt like at my age and weight my press should be much stronger, but then again I don't press too often. And I was 40# short of my DL 1rm. And I had all sorts of excuses...I haven't been eating well. We've been conditioning more than lifting. yadda yadda whatever. I planned to do the Everyday-warrior Friday or Saturday, but was just bummed out.

Today though, I came to the Gym with MacLarin and kinda had the same defeated attitude. I felt physically prepared for the EDW workout but didn't really have my mind right. I worked up to what I wanted to use as my starting weight for the workout (10 minutes to find your 1RM Overhead Squat in 6 attempts). I set myself up for a small PR on my first attempt and got it. OHS is scary! I don't know anyone who feels completely comfortable with more than their own body weight supported overhead. When I came up out of the first squat though, my attitude flipped. All of a sudden I thought to myself, "This is really fun! You get to hang out in your very own gym and just enjoy moving with your wife, who also just really enjoys moving." When that thought goes through your head, how can you stay bummed and defeated. I had just set a new PR and i'm doing what I love more than anything in the world. This is what the Sabbath should look like.

So then with the pressure off, I loaded another 5# on the bar, un-racked it, but missed the squat. I had written down a schedule of loads to attempt going up in weight in small increments. After the miss though, the same thought went through my head again, "You're having so much fun, just go for it man!" Rather than attempting the same weight, I added more. Now I don't get excited much, I'm not one to fist pump or yell, but when I stood up with my 3rd attempt with more weight on the bar than I had missed with in my second, I was really jazzed. Again, "This is so FREAKING FUN! Do it again!"

300# on the bar...Missed the Jerk. Only about a minute left! "You've already won, you're enjoying doing what you were made to do! Go for it!"

The Jerk with 300# was sketchy! I nearly bailed even before starting the squat, I nearly bailed at the bottom, and on the way up, it felt like my elbows would pop off. Setting a monstrous PR, and grinding through some failed attempts, was awesome, but just enjoying the experience made this one of my most memorable workouts to date.