Just...ew.
We headed to Chinatown for dinner with some friends last night. I love Vietnam, but the last time I was there was the night before the Broad Street Run back in 2010. I remember carb-loading with a crap-ton of rice with my usual salt and pepper squid. My, how times have changed.
Started with an extra-dirty martini upstairs at Bar Saigon while we waited for our table.
It's pretty easy to stay generally Paleo here. I wouldn't be surprised to find out the sauces contain a decent amount of cornstarch and soy, but I'm just not strict enough to worry about something like that when I'm only eating it once every couple of months (or, in this case, once every couple of years). I didn't snap a pic of my appetizer, but I started with grilled octopus (topped with crushed peanuts...see previous sentence). Entree was the pork claypot.
That shit was fucking delicious.
After a short and overwhelming stint a couple doors down at Yakitori Boy (holy seizure-inducing lights, batman), we headed home...since I had an early date for a double session at CFCC, followed by an essential refeeding session at Varga.
Steak and eggs for protein, potatoes for leptin refeeding, bloody mary for essential horseradish replacement.
I've spent most of the rest of the day lazed the fuck out on my couch. I just watched three episodes of Khloe and Lamar (not even remotely ashamed of this) and am on my second King of Queens now. Something about the rain makes me plant my butt under a pile of fleece and refuse to move...except to do this.
Judge away. Matching yellow raincoats may be undignified, but it beats the hell out of trying to dry Sophie off before she runs upstairs and rolls around on my beautiful silk rug.
Workout log:
Monday April 16: My quads were very sore and tight after the 80 medball slams at the Rumble, so I spent an extra 10 minutes or so before class making sweet love to a foam roller and lacrosse ball. Box jumps for height - worked up to 33" - which may not seem like much, but it's more than half my height, so I'll take that. Front squat for a peak of three. 85x5 to warm, then sets of three: 85-115-140-155x2, dumped the bar on my third. Metcon: 100 American kettlebell swings for time. My left shoulder is still a little wonky, so I did russian swings instead. With a 24kg kettlebell, 4:27. I don't suck at kettlebell swings.
Tuesday April 17: snatch. Getting much, much better at this. 53x2, 53x2, 63x2, 73x1, 78x1, 83x1 (PR). I still pull with my arms a little bit, but I'm actually dropping down under the bar, so that's a big improvement. Metcon: Four Leaf Clover. For time, four rounds of 20 jump squats/250m run. My legs were still sore and were absolutely screaming for this. 6:44.
Thursday, April 19: squat cleans. 73x2, 88x2, 103x2, 118x1, 128F, 128F, 128F. GAAAAAAH. I was so close on this - it would have been a five-pound PR - but I just CANNOT stop myself from cranking with my arms. Next week this is mine. Metcon: For time, five rounds of 30 walking lunges with a plate overhead (45/25), 15 burpees to a plate. I started this barefoot, since I just ripped off my oly shoes. Surprisingly, the burpees and the lunges were kind of murderous on my toes, so I wasted a good minute after finishing my second rounds of lunges putting my other shoes back on. 15:23 as RX'ed. Woof.
Friday April 20: beach muscle Friday. Bench press, peak of 3: 45-75-90-100-105-110F (two reps, then stuck at the bottom of the third). Metcon: 5 rounds of 30 unbroken double unders followed immediately by max strict pull ups. Lynne-style, so no time component, and score was total pull ups. Uhhh...yeah. I intended to do this RXed, but after being unable to complete more than 20 unbroken DUs during my first three attempts, I decided to call it a day and scaled to 15. Score - 15 total pull ups (supinated grip; 3/3/2/4/3).
Saturday April 21: Mindy. 20 minute AMRAP, 3 strict handstand pushups - 6 strict pull ups - 9 pistols. Scaled with partial range of motion HSPUs and single-leg squats to a white box. 8 rounds plus three pull ups.
Sunday April 22: gymnastics followed by regular session. Gymnastics - handstand walking. I don't really do this well, but I managed to get a few steps a couple of times. Metcon:
15 minute AMRAP of 20' handstand walking, 5 toes to bar and 5 candle rolls to tuck jump.
Score: 5 rounds plus four toes to bar.
This was fun, but I was saving it a little bit for the next metcon. Regular session - farmers walk. My grip was a little weak from the toes to bar, but I completed three 30' passes - 200lbs, 280lbs and 320lbs. I dropped the right handle twice during the 320lb walk, which is frustrating, but whatever.
Metcon:
Took a third crack at the Open WOD 12.5 - an ascending ladder of thrusters and chest-to-bar pull ups. On my first date with 12.5, I no-repped a crapton of pullups, mainly because I got high enough but didn't touch my chest to the bar. On our second date, I figured out that the tiny amount of energy I expended doing a second kip to make sternum-to-metal contact was far more efficient than doing extra pullups, and got 51 total reps, or through the round of 9, plus 12 thrusters and 3 pull ups.
Today?
I managed to beat my actual score from the open by four reps - making it to 7 pull ups, for a total of 55 reps. I earned my brunch, bitches.
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