Yesterday--zilch. Really, absolutely zilch. I didn't walk anybody. I didn't move.
Today, a different story. 75 min jog with #1, then a trail walk with the puppy, then weights. I keep meaning to write down my workouts and leave that list in the garage...well, I winged it.
2 X
front squats (+ requisite power cleans because no squat rack)
deadlifts
pistol squats
calf raises
clamshells
Maybe that's all I need for the time being, especially since my weights are so low. I've lost a fair bit of strength and coordination. Last summer, I got up to 75 lbs for the squats--the limiting factor being the clean to get the weight up to my shoulders--and 145 for the deadlift. Today, I did 45 lbs for the squats and 85 for the deadlifts. I'm making my squats deeper this year so that I can get more out of them, and I had to start off small for the deadlift because my hands aren't calloused enough yet. ok, I'm lazy! But ambitious too: I would love to power clean 85 lb and deadlift 165 by the fall. That will be a fair bit of work and eating; I'll see how it goes. Fortunately, my guts finally seem mostly recovered from the rupture or whatever in May. I've had a bunch of touch-and-go days, but stuff is settled down so that I can finally fill my stomach without ill effects (space was at a premium in there)--and I'm ravenous!
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