Today at Crossfit we worked up to a max back-squat. We had 20 minutes to add weight doing reps of 5,5,3,3,2,2,1,1,1,1,1 per round. I got up to 225 lb. before the time ran out. It was pretty heavy, but I think I might have been able to do a little more. The legs were feeling good this morning. My max weight in the same scheme was only 195 a month or two ago. I’m definitely getting stronger.
After this, we had to do an AMRAP of 5 pull ups, 10 push ups, and 15 air squats. Because I’m a weak puny little man, I had to use a band under my foot for the pull ups to get through multiple rounds of this. After 3 or 4 rounds, I had to add a 2nd band. I really felt like a wussy. At least it will make me stronger so that some day I can do multiple rounds of legit pull ups. For now, I accept my weakness.
Upper body workouts are my weakness. Lower body work outs are no big deal. I guess I’m bottom heavy. I’m working on it though and there’s no way I would have the motivation to work out this hard in the morning if I wasn’t told what to do. It helps a lot that I only have to walk 15 feet out of my apartment to get to the gym. The energy I get in the morning after a good workout is like drinking jet fuel. I don’t need coffee. I don’t need caffeine. I’m good to go.
I was watching an interview with Jocko Willink last night and he was promoting his new book called, “Discipline Equals Freedom: Field Manual.” He was talking about how he recommends people to wake up early and go work out, and that if you don’t work out every day you will die. He is very efficient with his time, which allows him more freedom to be with his family and do the things he loves like surfing and training in Jiu Jitsu. He’s a black belt in BJJ and a former Navy Seal commander. He knows a thing or two about discipline.
I’m turning 28 years old tomorrow, so I’m kind of freaking out about how old I’m getting. At this point, most of the best professional sports athletes are my age or younger. It’s pretty depressing to see some guy that’s 20 years old in the MLB or a 22 year old running back that has more muscle than I could ever possibly imagine having on my body.
All I can do is focus on my self and improve upon what I can. This is a personal journey. Everything and everyone else is external. My family and friends are very close to me, but in the end we are all alone. If we keep our body and minds sharp, we could be on this planet for a very long time. I plan on being here and kicking ass until my last dying breath. So should you!