28 days...

I've been sweating since 6am this morning....and here I sit...still sweating...
Spring went completely MIA this year and summer is kicking us in the crotch.
I'm going to try Old Spice deodorant.  I don't mind smelling like a dude.  Is that bad?  You know that expression, "sweat'n like a whore in church"...I take that to a whole new level...but I'm not quite sure what the expression for that is...
If you come up with one please let me know...

This week is a short work week, but it feels incredibly long.  Only Wednesday, and I feel like I was hit by a truck...twice.  I am exhausted...which is part of the reason I didn't blog yesterday.  Let me catch you up to speed...
Workout yesterday was great...I went a little heavier on legs, very heavy on chest, and hit some core work at the end.  On my last set of flat DB bench press I wanted 60s so bad...just pulling them to my legs was work, and I could already feel my grip/wrists getting extremely tired.  Cam was spotting me, and was supposed to do the majority of the work to help me get situated and in place, but after 2 attempts of getting the weights into place, I dropped them.  My wrists were a little overwhelmed with the weight, and I honestly would've been more comfortable with a more experienced spotter back there so I wasn't having to put so much energy into simply getting the weights up.  It just wasn't my day for the big boys.  I gave it what I had...can't complain...maybe next week...

Today's workout was just sprints.  I started off with tabata style, no incline, then rested 1 min.  Then I went to incline 8 and did 10 seconds on, 30 seconds off for the next 18 minutes.  I was spent by the end.  Its been a full week since I've done sprint work, so while my legs were pretty fresh, I was sucking wind like a champ.  Got through it, but glad its over.

Sometimes in the gym I have the opportunity to witness a true battle.  I give the client/athlete a task, they attack with all they have, and for a brief moment at the very end are truly convinced that's all they have and ultimately want to stop.  This part gets tricky...do I let them stop, totally convinced they have absolutely no more to give?....or do I push just a little bit more to see if, in fact, their head can dictate the body at that point?...Its a fine line.
I was in this position yesterday with a young man, excellent athlete, who would honestly lift until he bled if I asked him to (I'm mean, but not that mean),....and he only had 2 sprints to go before he was DONE.  He jumps off the treadmill and comes to me saying that's it...tapped... I knew his workout was tough, but I was a little shocked he wanted to quit with only 2 sprints to go.  I looked at him and could tell he was almost at his limit, but even as much as I almost felt some compassion for him, (yes, I struggle with this concept and pretty much operate without it Monday-Friday), I couldn't let him quit.  I knew that while he might enjoy the momentary sense of relief after I let him stop, he would get in his car and on the way home know he was capable of finishing.  After 2 minutes to breathe and gather himself, we walked back to the treadmill, and whether he liked it or not, I stood right there as he ran his last 2 sprints.  I did my job.  He did his.  I was so thankful for that moment because it was such a reminder that we can push so much farther than we often perceive,...and that regardless of if someone else pushes us forward, we have to be willing to take the first step...we have to want it more than we want to quit...
Thank you Tyler.

Its almost 10pm and I can't believe I am still awake.  My sleep has been horrible this week.  Sleeping alone is horrible.....and every single person out there just gave me the finger.  Sorry.  I was able to get in a nap today...highlight of my day.  I slept like a baby...curled up on the massage table with a towel over me.  Yes, I can pretty much sleep anywhere.  Just ask my college professors.

Eh...time for some much needed rest.  Holy crap I think I just stopped sweating...whoa,...got to bask in this moment...

Welcome to June folks...countdown to my birthday begins...details to come...