Saturday, June 2, 2018

Muay Thai was absolutely killer this morning. We started off skipping rope and went right into sparring, but only doing body shots. Yes! Can we please do more of this? I appreciate the drills but being able to put it all together against a reacting opponent is something I want more of. I'm finding my range with kicks much better these days, although I still had too many misses. Still got some really good shots and I no longer worry about landing my inside leg kick near the groin. Got warned by the coach not to keep looking at my opponent's legs. Eventually added very light jabs to the face. Got popped once square in the nose. Not hard but it made me worry a little about my septum. Went through 4 partners.

Ended with an insanely tiring circuit of max effort on the bikes alternating with medicine ball slams, push-ups, mountain climbers, and a few other things involving holding the balls either over our heads or out in front while we did knees and side shuffles. Between every one of the items I listed we'd burn out on the bike. Also did hard elbows and knees on the bag.

Got on the floor and did another circuit of various ab exercises and push-up variations. Went to failure numerous times, including on push-ups. Legs got an insane pump, too. Because I did sprints yesterday and this session today, I'm going to do squats on Sunday instead of today.

This all lasted from 9-10 but it felt way longer. Walked out absolutely beat. On Friday nights when I don't go out I'd like to make Saturday morning sessions a habit.
Woke up at 7:30 today to go to a 9AM Muay Thai class, something I've never had time for before. Quick breakfast of a tuna can, a small slice of wheat toast, a few orange slices, cottage cheese, and green tea. No cheat day today since I drank and ate carby two days last week for the convention.

Had a good run yesterday after work. Two hill sprints and then a jog afterwards. Passing by the high school I saw the track was empty so I did HIIT for a mile, sprinting hard once every quarter mile. Jog back home. Totally time...maybe 30 minutes? Not sure. Legs were pretty sore after. I've always been a really explosive sprinter. I remember a track coach saw me racing and tying with one of the football players in highschool (Rene; dude was an insane bodybuilder for being in his teens) and he invited me to join. Being so accustomed to hill sprints makes flat ground feel easy.