That's been on my mind for awhile now, going outside the fence. When Plate City was on Monroe, occasionally I would throw some equipment over the fence and do what I called an alley workout. An alley workout was usually some type of cross fit or strongman training, something I would makeup. This time, it was a walk with the safety squat bar. It was only loaded to 70 pounds. I went .1 of a mile with it. Paul took it the other direction for .15. I then took it .05 back inside the fence.
It was real. It was fun. But it wasn't real fun. I felt it in my hips, of course. But amazingly, I also felt it in my thorasic spine. I guess I should call this street work since I don't have an alley. And already my brain is exploding with ideas.
Paul had been mentioning working on his swimming, so I suggested we hit Twin Rivers. I gave him some coaching while I managed to get in an easy 1,400 yards on top of the weights we had already done.
After some lunch, rest, and cat time, I went back out and mowed the front lawn. The back is bad, and it rained again before I could get to it. In fact, it rained so hard that I went to the City and lifted. I love Plate City in the rain. Remember, I missed Thursday and Friday, so I had double duty to do on my double lifting session. It was different because the rain was so hard it was blowing in on the edge of the gym. I moved the bench farther inside to get out of the rain and did two sets of dumbbell bench presses, some chins, one set of one-armed dubbell rows, some reverse flys, and some corator tuff stuff.
Thus it was a good day, a solid one. Two lifting session, a swim, and some yard mowing made me feel like I had been productive. Thank you, Jesus.
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