I’ve been out of town. I tried to watch what I ate (for the most part). I did pushups, sit-ups and other exercises to stay fit. I ran 13.1 miles on Sunday. I tried not to fall behind for today’s workout.
And then I overslept.
I set my alarm for 3:45 p.m. I woke up at 4:17 a.m. And I made the workout with five minutes to spare.
Today was a beast.
We did W drills — sprints through cones shaped like a W. In between each rep, we did 15 pushups. I can’t tell you how many pushups we did, but I know it was easily over 100. Then we went to Morgan and did an exercise with a weight, burpees, and dips. From there, we did six laps on the gauntlet. And last, but not least, we did walking pushups, inch worms and bear crawls. (with sprints in between.)
But it was good to be back. I missed my linemates. And, strangely enough, I missed the workout.
I’m thankful that I had done my homework while I was on the road.
I could have rolled over and slept in. But I didn’t. I made the sacrifice and now I will benefit from the rewards. I have the satisfaction that I had a heck of a workout this morning. Now I can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow.
On a serious note, Paul Lacoste’s son will have surgery today. Keep him and the family in your prayers.