Fri, 22 May - Present
No event training happened on Saturday, 23 May. I am in the process of moving and after carrying all the heavy furniture down three flights of stairs and relocating it to my new digs on Friday, I felt like someone beat me with a bag of buttholes on Strongman Saturday. Even though I still had the desire to train, my brain overrode my body in the interest of self-preservation. I had wanted to do some heavy farmer's walks and stone shouldering at the very least, but my hands and forearms were so sore/swollen/fatigued from carrying furniture on Friday that I allowed myself a rare weekend off. Though in truth it was not "off" at all since I was still moving boxes of crap and bags of crap and pieces of crap and crap crap crap from the old apt to the new casa. Next week will start a short 5 week contest prep block in which I will try to the utmost of my abilities not to be a moron with my programming. This will follow a similar paradigm to something I have done before, so it will not be completely uncharted territory. And having moved more than 30 times in my life now, I can say with certainty that I despise the process of moving even more than I hate having wet socks - and I keep a spare pair of dry socks in my truck at all times in the event that the ones I'm wearing should become saturated due to some unforeseen circumstance.
