I realized on Monday how much of an ass-kicking I got on Saturday’s workout. I did:
30 squats (warm up)
30 jump squats (warm up)
30 medicine ball squats (warm up)
60 pull-ups with the band (60!!!!)
60 tire jumps/step-ups
60 squat/medicine ball tosses
60!!! 60 pull-ups? I’m amazed by that number. Truly amazed that I was able to do it–and even more amazed that my upper body is not sore at all.
All those squats sound devastating, don’t they? I can’t believe I did that. No wonder I’m still crippled! Monday morning I slapped on some of those heat patches on my thighs and then headed to work. I walked across the Hawthorne Bridge to work (about 1.9 miles) and I was stiff, sore and slow. The walk helped loosen me up a bit but sitting at work all day didn’t help much. I was hobbling and limping everywhere.
Monday was a Rest Day. Thankfully I had steak for dinner. I was really craving steak and I knew the protein would help me heal (should have eaten it Sunday honestly).
I made a really delicious marinade: Worcestershire, Soy Sauce, Teriyaki sauce, salt, pepper, fresh thyme, freshly sliced garlic and a little onion powder. I baked Michael and I sweet potatoes brushed with Grape Seed Oil.
I weighed the sweet potatoes so I could accurately calculate the calories. There was a large potato and a smaller one.
The bigger one (Michael’s) was 250 grams, so a little bigger serving. Mine was 200 grams and that is 180 calories. That’s one of the things I love about sweet potatoes: less calories than a white potato.
2007 Steltzner Claret. It was a lovely, bold red wine! But I restrained myself and only had one glass since it was a Rest Day (and I wanted to save room for cookies!).
Anyone else watching the new Top Chef Masters? I don’t like it as much as the regular show but it’s a good alternative to nothing until the new season starts. We watched the new episode and then I got ready for bed. Poor Michael had to endure the aromas of Icy Hot.
My plan for the next few weeks: incorporate the moves Christian taught me at a smaller scale. I’ll start with 20 squats, then the following week 30, and so on. My hope is that by the next time I head over to his gym I’ll be a little more prepared (and perhaps less sore afterward).
QUESTION: Do you measure your food?