Harry Nilsson
It is the raw deal Rosie time of year. Leave when its dark, return when its dark, dog gets no play. Week ago Sunday in the marsh she got some bad water and was on cottage cheese and rice curled on sofa all week but better now. Totally hurt (but still loyal to the point of stupidity). Still getting my play.
Sunday, three mile marsh walk with Cinco, Bella and Rose; man talk with dogs. Saw four otters close, but left the camera at home. Then breakfast and football in a bar. Twenty five years ago would have added bloody mary's but he has been sober for ten years and I have not had drink before 6:00 in a very long time. We need to go in the afternoon and smoke some of Susan's finest; old men with bad backs self-medicating.
Monday, five miles on the elliptical in the am, return in the pm for:
15 pushups, one foot up, feet elevated on bosu or box
10 goblet squats, 24kg.
10+10, 10 clean to five press, 24kg, left getting better 3, 4, 3, fill in with a bunch of 16's which are nothing and it feels like why bother.
8 + 8 single leg deads, 16kg, keep elevated leg straight and hard, reach for the wall, think Sara Cheatam form.
3x
10+10, 8+8 windmills, 16kg 1, 24kg 2-3
Swing ladder gut buster, ten per rung, 1+2+3+3+2+1, 24kg, 32kg, 16kg. Ouch. Young gal next to me doing some sweet (if light) swings and plyo work, serious hammies and glutes; never see that at E, good for her, told her so, she grinned, you too.
16 kg russian twists, 10.
Dolphin to plank, 10.
3x
Today, four miles in am, hour long stiff guy class in early pm, hips. Glad it was not hammies after Tuesday's swing ladder.
Client dinner, home by 8:30, sorry dog star.
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