I sketched this today. Well, traced overlay. Was attempting to illustrate one of my favorite photos of Oliver. It always amazes me how good he is. What do you think dog’s think about while they’re at home all day? I imagine he’s sleeping mostly, in between looking out the window and surveying the minions. Don’t make me come out there, Mr. squirrel.
He’s so patient, and obedient, and good. How we love our furry friends. They put up with us like no one person would.
WOD:
I. “Tabata Something Else”
Complete 32 Intervals of 20 seconds of work followed by 10 seconds of rest for Max Reps:
Intervals 1 – 8 = Pullups
Intervals 9 – 16 = Pushups
Intervals 17 – 24 = AbMat Situps
Intervals 25 – 32 = Air Squats
*There is no rest between exercises
Completed: avg. between 8 – 10 reps per round. Except for the pushups, where I was at 5. My arms were pooping out all over the place. Read: total fail. It’s an odd feeling when you can feel your muscles about to give out. You feel powerless against it. They just shut off communication to the brain and get a mind of their own. I’m just glad I’m only inches from the ground when this is about to occur.
II. 4 Rounds:
30 Seconds Flutter Kicks
30 Seconds Rest
Tomorrow’s WOD is 100 Burpees. That’s it. 15 minute time cap. Really? Where’s the steel and the bumpers and the chalk and grit and power. I guess it’s just me up against my own body. Thing is, Burpees are definitely a struggle. Most likely are for every one. No PR’s there. Trust me.
Here’s the thing, do I find some excuse not to show tomorrow? Working late. Got to get to the grocery store. These socks sure do need mending.
Or do I show? Where’s the discipline. The obedience. We. Shall. See. Bets anyone?
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