The weight of the world is off my back. I am not sure if I made this clear in my past postings, but I am so relieved that the summer is upon us and I don't have to worry anymore about grad school or grading papers (at least for the next two weeks). Yes, teachers are blessed to have the summers off; don't be jealous. I don't really even remember the last time I slept in until 8:00AM. Nor do I remember the last time I could spend nearly 2 hours at the gym getting a proper warm-up and a proper cool-down. But today afforded me that opportunity. And I will relish it while it lasts.
Morning: Squat Medley
Overhead Squats 1-1-1-1-1
Front Squats 1-1-1-1-1
Back Squats 1-1-1-1-1
(Add weight for each rep including between squat types)
*Recorded weights in lbs.
*I failed to do the last two reps because I nearly failed at 255. I didn't have a spotter, so I thought it was wise to spot where I did. Lesson learned that I should have ramped up a bit slower between BS#1 and BS#2.
Distance: Who knows...more than expected!
Time: Who knows...longer than expected!
*So Susanne and I took the kiddos out for a run in "The Chariot" with our friends, the Bensons. It was a blissful day; sunny with a nice cool breeze. We decided to take a run out to Northerly Island. If you are in the Chicago area and want a place for some solace, Northerly Island is the place to go. Well, Susanne was in for a longer run than she was used to, so we decided to part ways for a bit while the the rest of us took on a longer route. Funny thing is, even if you took a longer route, you should be able to see the persons who take the shortcuts. Of course my thought was we'd catch up to Susanne. However, we lost her. I freaked out! My mind was taking me on the wildest trips that included having to file a missing persons report with the police and raising my children without a mother. On top of running nearly three times the distance we had originally planned, I was stressed mentally thinking of all of these possibilities (awful possibilities). After searching Northerly Island long enough, I decided to return to the Bensons where we decided to meet up after I gave the kids over to them while I took my third trip to N.I. to thoroughly search for my wife. So back to the Bensons where I was sure I'd have to call the police, but who was standing there ready to go home? My wife. Talk about a mix of emotions. But of course relief was the best feeling of all.