4/7/09 - Monday - GPP
Incline treadmill walking: 30 min 4mph @ 3%
Sled Dragging: 180lbs x 50 yards x 4
DB Ext Rot: 15'sx20x2
Sled dragging is hard. I like it a lot. The weight and distance was about right for recovery workout purposes. I will progress by adding more trips.
Today I was kind of excited about walking on a treadmill for once. Why? Well, it's the first time I've done it during busy hours at my new gym, and with a training session of young oly lifters going on, tennis courts, volleyball courts, and a big weight room I expected lots of people watching fun.
There is one female trainer there who is really good looking. A girl being good looking when she's all dressed up to go out on a Friday night and get some dick is one thing, but when she's in a baggy t-shirt, wind pants, has her hair up and no make up on and is still turning heads is another. That's what I love about my fiance, she is the type who looks as gorgeous lounging around the house as she does all spiffed up.
Anyways, she is working on some snatches (giggles) with some young volleyball players, and this tubby little 13-ish year old kid strolls up to the treadmill next to me. The kid just wreaks of every news report about obese kids who play video games all day and eat garbage, but hey he's here in the gym so good for him I say to myself. The kid immediately starts trotting along at about 5-6mph. He's got the arms swinging out sideways from his body and the uncomfortable gait of a kid who has never experienced any sort of physical activity in his life. It's pretty apparent that he selected this particular treadmill so he can stare down hot trainer girl. He's not giving the experienced older male "I'm looking over here but still can undress you out the corner of my eye" but the full on "I would rape you in the parking lot" stare, fueled by raging adolescent hormones.
Now, in his staring, he apparently lost track of where he was on the treadmill, because one of his footfalls lands off the track and on the side of mill. Anyone who has ever done this accidentally knows that the only way to recover is to immediately step the other foot off to the side and restart, because regaining your stride is almost impossible in the limited amount of track available. He makes his first critical error of the evening, and attempts the latter. He makes about two or three falling forward strides before eating shit face first onto the track and shooting off the back feet first.
At this point, he has already been owned, everyone is looking at him, and the smooth thing to do would to crack a joke and laugh at your own expense. Instead, he makes critical error number two. He steps, one foot forward, onto the running treadmill. He then steps fully onto the treadmill and attempts to start going full speed. This results in catastrophic failure, as his legs both shoot out from under him, he falls forward again, and in the process Mark Coleman style headbutts the control panel so hard his water bottle goes flying out of the cup holder a few feet into the air. I'm not sure of the exact biomechanic sequence of events that followed, but it ended up with him barrel rolling sideways off the back. I tried to say "Are you OK?" but I was laughing so hard so I couldn't spit it out. The kid stood up and was fine, apart from a huge red mark on his face and bloody elbows and knees. I reached over and hit stop on the treadmill, but he walked away to wipe himself off with the look of someone who had been so epicly pwnt that they could no longer stay in the gym. However, he did man it up, came back, and finished his cardio session on the elliptical.
