Remember back in the day when dad was teaching us to pitch? He'd always stress the follow through. It made fastballs more accurate, helped with efficiency so we could last through all 9 innings, and made you look cool.
Today, I actually followed through on the plan I laid out yesterday. I got up a 6:30am to go to a new church with one of the singers from the Honolulu Opera, sang with him to lead the worship, and had a wonderful time chatting with the congregation. I even got paid! Unexpected.
Anyway, the point was, we had a nice lunch of this really good ramen soup at the club house, and I returned home feeling nice and relaxed. Then I thought, "You know what? What if I actually DID carry out the plan of the day? What would that feel like?"
So I dropped to my knees and started supersets. By the 5th set, my triceps were discharging an immense amount of weakness, but I showed them who's boss and kept going. 10 sets. 10 reps. 300 each. Awesome.
20 minutes. Nice. Quick. Simple. Organized. Then I tossed on my running shorts and singlet (the green ones that went through both marathons) and decided to run down to Waikiki to meet friends for dinner. I mapped it at about 11 miles. It was only 10.5. But that's okay. I felt awesome! It was overcast, kind of humid, and I had the problem of wanting to go too fast. That's a good thing compared to Thursday's 10 miler where I wanted to sit down in a small puddle and curse myself for going 10 unprepared.
I even wore my red Nike ACG backpack with a change of clothes, some sandals, a cliff bar, and a 32 oz. gatorade bottle half filled with water. It didn't hinder my movement at all, and it didn't seem to effect the pace either. Plus after the supersets, my arms looked like Rambo, so the traffic along the way was kind of intimidated to see a warrior running haphazardly along the shoulder.
Too much? Maybe. I guess this should be called "vanity" instead of "follow through." I apologize for being conceited. But I digress.
It felt awesome, and I was really surprised after Thursday's post-run stupor. Not having been running regularly, nor doing anything longer than 4 miles, these two 10 milers in 4 days have really been a confidence booster!
I think I'm ready to begin the 100 program.
Like my bag used to say:
"JUST DO IT!"
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Ha! I remember that bag. It was a good bag to you.
This post is GREAT! It is fun filled and I am glad that you followed through...
You're singing with some Opera dude...that is very cool.
And the singlet and shorts...classic. It's good that you pushed through the supersets...
I am surprised that you triceps started hurting when you can do 105 pushups in two minutes...just think how it will be when you can do 10, 15, or 20 supersets! Then your pushups score will be 120 or 130, I bet.
I like how you ran with the backpack. That is pretty hardcore, like an ultrarunner running in the desert or something like that.
You kick ass on the regular; it is a true story.
Agree with the Duke (Charles) that this post was indeed and top-notch post.
Favorite part, "my triceps were discharging an immense amount of weakness." Well put.
It takes a lot of self-discipline to follow though with a goal, not matter it be a 5 month goal, or one day. Extra bonus points for following through.
I can imagine you running in your gear and a pack on. Hard core is what comes to mind. That's the type of image that inspires others to think, "hell yeah. That dudes bad-ass. I'm going running right now!"
Excellent post. Was to stay disciplined. Congrats on the double 10 week.
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