One thousand swings, motherfuckers. Check out the blisters:
Ignore that I look like shit... BECAUSE I DID A THOUSAND GODDAMN SWINGS IN ONE WORKOUT.
I am cooler than cool. I feel especially accomplished, since I haven't touched a KB since we found out about Dad. I wasn't sure about my strength level. But after a workout of 550 swings, I wasn't tired, and felt like i could do more, and thought: I'm more than halfway to 1000, how hard can it be? At 720 I wasn't sure I could do it. At 800 I had renewed strength. By 920 I had to do it two handed, my right hand was cramping up. I'm sure I'm going to be a little sore tomorrow, but it's worth it. What a great way to channel stress.
This is totally how I act when I work out:
4 comments:
You earned those blisters! Now your hands look like how you feel inside. I would say that KB workout was better than a dose of therapy, for sure! You're a rock star!
Be proud of those battlescars!!
Thank you! I have a feeling I am going to HURT tomorrow! But it really felt good, just to know that I CAN get up to those 'crazy' numbers I see other people do (I'm a wee bit competitive!) I really want to get certified someday, and workouts like this one make me feel like it might be within my grasp. It's good to have a long term goal....
Damn Grrl! How f-n awesome is that. You pretty much rock!!
Now it's your turn! ;)
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