Jim Harrison
The above is one of my top five favorite pictures of the thousands I have taken; Brigid at five, nine years ago, skipping down a long green trail to the Pacific.
I was so heavy when I took that the lousy half mile to the beach had me sweating; but I got the shot, so who's to judge ?
Priorities change and we ought not be so hard on ourselves.
Sunday Kbell clinic with Cecilia T. Smart person, sort of whack job I like. When a trainer tells me to move a foot in an inch, straighten a leg three inches, watch the arm angle, fix your wrist, work on it. Confess to a weak left side. Go light on the demo, all stuff worth listening to. Ninety minutes, worked up a sweat, good stuff.
Monday, six boring miles on the elliptical, heart rate, at least according to the hand sensors, above 155 for a solid 45 minutes, thanks to mid-70's Stones and Tower of Power.
Afternoon grueling yoga, too fast, no soul, miss MH. Whole class joylessly sucking wind.
Tuesday, five miles, then
10 pushups to l/r renegade rows, 24kg
10 l/r single leg squats
10 clean to five press, 24 kg four on right, no more than three on left, drop down to multiple 16's for left, too easy.
8 single leg deads, l/r, 16kg
3x
10 windmills l/r 16 kg
30 swings, 24 kg
TGU's, 2 32kf l/r, 2 24kg l/r
10 woodchoppers, l/r 6 plate cable machine
3x
Above was gruelling but all felt good. Left side press just sucked, whereas right flew up. TGUS a total grind, but happily so.
Wednesday, four miles in the am, great MH vinyasa class. Lots of hard core work, plank felt rock solid, the real deal. Slow tomorrow, kick out Friday, long yoga class sat., as Picard would say: "make it so."
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