19 Days Out_Tuesday AM: Legs; PM 1 hr. Stairmill
It wasn’t motivation or even habit that got me out of bed this morning. It was just my looming competition date. I don’t recall pressing the snooze button so many times. I keep the alarm clock across the room so that I have to get up to turn off the alarm. I have perfected a move that allows me to pull back the covers, flip my body to the edge of the bed, put one leg on the floor, reach out, and smack the alarm, reverse the move back into the covers without opening my eyes.
I can call today a success. I did legs this morning. I did the thinks that I dislike: leg presses with a narrow stance/calf presses (knees locked), deadlifts (40# dbs), step ups (30# bb/40# bb);split squats, cable kickbacks. I did 5 sets and 15-20 reps. I am going to focus on hamstrings on my next leg day. Tonight, I eeked out an hour of cardio. I am tired but extremely pleased. I managed to do on on the lower calories. Now, I need to drink the rest of my water and get to bed fairly early. i am looking fuller lately and weighing a bit more, just a pound. But I think I might have cultivated a little muscle over the past few months. If that is the case–I’ll take it!
Today was my daughter’s great grandfather’s homegoing. It was what I would call a contemporary Catholic ceremony–traditional Catholic elements with African-American traditions, like the calling of our ancestors. Funerals always make me think about my own mortality and my decisions. Am I living the best life that I can live? Have I made the right choices? Will I get a second chance to right a wrong? What will I be remembered for? What contributions will I make? What impact will I have on my community and the people around me? The funeral wasn’t sad, at all. In fact, it was quite joyful. At 93 years old you have learned alot of lessons and have met alot of people. I only knew him as an old man. I didn’t know the man that he was–a husband, teacher, photographer, naturalist. It made me think of the aspects of myself that I have yet to cultivate and discover. It think fitness has been a door–I just need to open it.






June 24, 2009 at 11:19 am
Great blog, truly heartfelt. Keep going…I am cheering you on! We can all do this together
June 27, 2009 at 5:45 pm
Beautiful.