I made it back to the park for a Survival Workout...something about which I’ve been negligent over the pasta several weeks. I was feeling reasonably healthy...the cold is lingering...but otherwise okay. I decided with Kim and Savannah coming home soon and likely asking to do the workout with me, that I needed to blast myself a couple of times.
I started with 82 decline push-ups and felt pretty good about the effort. I went on to do 21 different exercises, including some sprinting and uphill running. I returned to the car arm weary, knowing it was a good start.
I wanted to put some
time on the trainer afterwards, but needed to stop at Heinen’s to pick up some
Christmas Ale from Great Lakes Brewing for my brother. I was heading to his house for dinner and a
birthday celebration and know how much he likes the stuff...which I find
disgusting. Since everyone in my family
going back to the Paleolithic era enjoys beer, I can only think that my DNA got
messed up and the beer thing passed me by.
I hate the smell mostly, but gag on the taste, too. I suppose it’s okay, but sometimes I want to
like it since it looks so good. Anyway,
I made my purchase but by the time I got home, I didn’t have enough time to
ride AND be on time for dinner. I’m
hoping I’ll be able to fit a double in tomorrow. I need one.Survival Workout: 60 minutes.
Training Heart Rate: 100-150.
Calories burned: 600.
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