MMT = Mountain Man Training
Sunday morning, 6:30AM, we met at the boat ramp. From there, we ran to the other end of the beach, then started back. On the way back, we stopped every 5 minutes or so to do exercises, many were the same as the ones we did Friday morning, but there were some new ones mixed in: lunges, squats, situps, plank poses, gazelles (on your back, altenating bending one knee and then the other out to the side with the other leg straight, never letting either touch the ground), scissors, dips, pushups, pelvic lifts (with and without one-leg raised), downward-dog (alternating bringing one knee in then pushing leg straight out), burpees, and many more I just can't recall. We finished the whole thing with a swim around the buoys. The water was really choppy and my goggles kept leaking. But the water was clear and it was neat watching the fish as I swam.
I thought my legs were going to fall off at the hip joints by the time we finished the run. The worst was the gazelles followed by scissors, your legs never touch the ground and your hip flexors are screaming. I never realized how weak I was, but I know Amy is going to whip me into shape.
I was sore the same day as the workout, which never happens. Figuring I was going to be in trouble the next day, I spent last night doing a half hour of stretching. I think it helped as the only thing that's giving me a lot of grief today are my calves, which was the one body part I felt I didn't adequately stretch.
Later today: Mountain Biking! Yeah!
Weight: 126.6, 27.5%
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