Today’s prescription from CFB for strength was a 5×3 jerk. I don’t like jerks (hehe. Jerks.), as they are something from the hopper that I dread. I can press a lot more than I can jerk, which irritates me because it should be the other way around. I got:
45×3 (warm up)
65×3
70×3
75×3
80×3
85×3
Meh.
I then went on to the metcon, which I had to scale, three rounds for time of:
-20 box jumps
-15 KTE (I did 10 and even then had to pyramid them 4-3-2-1)
-10 thrusters with 30% BW in each hand (LOL, yeah right. I did 25# in each hand which was fine)
All told, 11:22. My hands are pretty sore from doing pull-ups and dips all night. I did them every hour at 15 minutes past until about three in the morning, when I reached muscle failure and my hands hurt so much I had to stop. I had wicked bad callouses today that got razored down. Tomorrow’s a rest day so I am going to give my whole shoulder girdle a break, not to mention my poor hands.
I am headed for Boston early Saturday morning and am hoping to pay Alex and CFB a visit, but it’s up to my mom. We’ll see.

