(thrice)
Monday... 8am... drag myself out of bed, throw on the runners, out the door, jog... 20 mins later I'm over it. I find a rail, balance for a few laps. Not feeling it. I move on to the playground,50 metres quadrupedal, 35 pushups. Still not in the mood. 50 crunches. Nope. 50 squat jumps. I look at the wall... "Climbups?". I feel a bit nauseous. I walk home.
4pm... Jump on a train to London Bridge. I find some nice rails in a park, only 2 foot off the ground. I start slow, working on balance, walking forwards and backwards until I am moving confidently. Then I add some small rail precisions, building a circuit with 4 precisions and a nice long rail balance. I trace the circuit until I have completed 10 perfect laps. I begin to feel as though today is going to be worth it, even after my disappointing morning. I finish in the park with a running rail precision progression. Running to a jump over rail #1, clear the garden bed, land on rail #2. It takes me a while to actually stick the landing and a little while longer before I stick 3 in a row, but the progression was a good workout for my mind.
I finish the afternoon with a fast paced upper body workout at my 'London Bridge smelly solo spot'. Moving quickly though sets of pushup variations, climbups (nice and slow), dips and chinup variations, I am left happily jelly-like for my train journey home.
7pm... John arrives home not long after I do and we head straight out. A short jog is followed by a long quadrupedal warmup. A few combinations in our 16m/sq play area then off to the playground. My mind gets another workout with a narrow running precision, alternate foot cat-pass takeoffs and the thought of doing 50 chinups... In the meantime, John has spied a technical cat-pass to arm jump. Launching diagonally over a signal box to catch a nearby garage roof at an odd angle. The move asks for speed and height and commitment, and we give all three until we've nailed it 5 times each. Just in time for sunset. As it gets dark we push through our chinups, 5 at a time for me, surprised my arms still have any power after this afternoon's workout and the arm jumps.
It took three goes, but I feel like I really did some good training today.
4pm... Jump on a train to London Bridge. I find some nice rails in a park, only 2 foot off the ground. I start slow, working on balance, walking forwards and backwards until I am moving confidently. Then I add some small rail precisions, building a circuit with 4 precisions and a nice long rail balance. I trace the circuit until I have completed 10 perfect laps. I begin to feel as though today is going to be worth it, even after my disappointing morning. I finish in the park with a running rail precision progression. Running to a jump over rail #1, clear the garden bed, land on rail #2. It takes me a while to actually stick the landing and a little while longer before I stick 3 in a row, but the progression was a good workout for my mind.
I finish the afternoon with a fast paced upper body workout at my 'London Bridge smelly solo spot'. Moving quickly though sets of pushup variations, climbups (nice and slow), dips and chinup variations, I am left happily jelly-like for my train journey home.
7pm... John arrives home not long after I do and we head straight out. A short jog is followed by a long quadrupedal warmup. A few combinations in our 16m/sq play area then off to the playground. My mind gets another workout with a narrow running precision, alternate foot cat-pass takeoffs and the thought of doing 50 chinups... In the meantime, John has spied a technical cat-pass to arm jump. Launching diagonally over a signal box to catch a nearby garage roof at an odd angle. The move asks for speed and height and commitment, and we give all three until we've nailed it 5 times each. Just in time for sunset. As it gets dark we push through our chinups, 5 at a time for me, surprised my arms still have any power after this afternoon's workout and the arm jumps.
It took three goes, but I feel like I really did some good training today.
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