Happy Fourth of July weekend everybody. Quite possibly one of the finest weekends in the entire year. Thank you to all the service men and women who make times like these possible. Without you we couldn't get drunk on our friends boats and eat nothing but grilled foods all weekend. Here is a recap of the weekend so far.
Walking Lunge: 110 lbs; 1x30 yds, 2x20 yds
Glute Ham Hypers: 3x12
Keg Carry Series: ~30 yards, x4
Standing Press: 205 x 1, 215 x miss
Log Press: 3x10
Chins: 4 x 10
Abs and shoulder prehab: 3 sets
I'm pretty happy with how both days went. My absolute strength right now is close to as high as it's ever been. I'm going to deload hard next week and switch up my program the following week. Hopefully I've got my recovery issues squared away and I can get back to the business of getting huge and strong.
After training on Saturday Katie and I attended Jake and Erin's pre-Summerfest Cookout. For my money there is nothing better than a holiday weekend cookout. Lots of beer, lots of food, and lots of good friends. There was bocce ball, bags, flip cup, burgers, brats, fruit salad, beer bongs, dogs, America giant cookies, and a whole hell of a lot of good times goin' on. My two favorite parts were Lance telling stories about his dad Doug, and Erin puking in the parking lot at State Fair.
The way Lance tells stories about Mr. Barilow is downright hilarious. My all-time fave is when Lance was nine and his younger sister, Kelly, was seven, and she broke his arm with a croquet mallet. Mr. Barilow heard Lance's screams and came sprinting out of the garage and speared Kelly before she could take another swing.
Erin puking in the parking lot was made all the better by Jake who tried to pull her up by her arm while loudly saying, "I don't want you laying in it! Look it's in your hair!" She recovered like a champ and from what I'm told totally rocked a Counting Crows concert. Awesome.
Song of the Day:
“The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and that is the path of surrender, or submission.” -John Fitzgerald Kennedy