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A little something I threw together, an old video of me on the trainer in Philly doing some pieces. Enjoy!
The big event of this past week was getting packed up and headed down to Florida. I’m not sure whether it was the drive, my roommates, or all my friends catching a plague in Montreal, but basically as soon as the drive started, I started getting sick, and by the end of the trip I was completely demolished and my first big weekend of training was ruined. Ultimately, my Friday, Saturday, and Sunday workouts all became “20 minutes aerobic” for each day, which I was bummed about, but damned if I’m going to not listen to my coach. I wasn’t too happy about it, but used the time to rest and recover and get situated as best I could.
Gonna change it up a bit for this year. Out of respect to my coach, Brian Stover, I won’t be posting a play by play of my workouts. Instead I’ll do weekly totals (so long as I can add) of each sport, as well as whatever reflections I’ve got.
Has anyone been breathlessly reloading my twitter account, waiting to see when I would announce the results of my coaching search? No? Oh, well, this is awkward.
I’m stoked to say that I got word this evening that I’ve been accepted to be coached by Brian Stover of Accelerate3. He makes people go fast. I want to go fast. That’s that.
No weekly recaps because there is nothing to recap. For two weeks after Miami Man, I laid around, ate junk food, beat Call of Duty once (and am working a second time through), rested a lot, and got caught up on a lot of work. This week I’ve started running because I’m horrified as to how slow I might have become (the answer, not surprisingly, is very). But despite multiple Thanksgivings eaten and beers drank, I am now back within a pound or two of training weight… booya. In the meantime, I talked to a lot of coaches, all of whom had great things to say, and had a very hard time coming to a conclusion as to who would be best. I am confident that I made the right choice, and I’m glad I’ve been given the opportunity to train under Mr. Stover next year (and hopefully beyond).
So yea, I’m gonna go fast next year, because I’m gonna work really fucking hard. I’m pumped, and maybe a little scared. But that’s a good thing.