Today was another Line 1 day. We did suicides, step-ups, sit-ups, wall jumps, squats, and all kinds of other exercises a normal human wouldn’t normally do at the crack of *ss. I sweated a gallon and got winded. I pumped some iron in the weight room and ended the week on a proper (exhausted) note. I walked out of the workout soaked to the core.
I noticed in the mirror this morning that my body has changed. I have definition in my upper body, including my stomach. Fat is being burned. Muscle is replacing it. I kept thinking this morning that I wish I had had this kind of training when I played football. I would have been a beast.
At 45, I’m in the best shape of my life.
I have energy when I need it. I can push through my fatigue easier. I have less depression when bad things happen. And I don’t look (or feel my age.). I am healthier, meaning less doctor’s visits.
I feel like an idiot some mornings when I wake up at 3:45 a.m. I feel like a moron when I am lying in a pool of my own sweat at 5:15 a.m. And I feel like an idiot when I am gasping for my breath at 5:45 a.m.
But I feel like a million dollars for the rest of the day.
That’s why I workout. That’s why I try to get to the next level.
I am curious; how does your schedule mesh with your family’s schedule? If you’re like me, to hit the gym at 4:30 AM, you have to go to bed early. And that doesn’t usually go well when there’s homework, etc. Either that, or you’re a walking zombie.
My kids are all out of the house, so it doesn’t matter that I run a few miles at night and workout at 4:30 AM in the morning. But you’ve got kids!
I really admire your dedication. Keep it up!
Everything is done by 9. I go to bed between 9 and 10. And I am a zombie most days.
You always write EXACTLY what I’m thinking about the day’s workout Marshall. Thanks for letting us rookies know we aren’t alone, and for inspiring us to the NEXT LEVEL every day.
Amen Jan. Amen!