“I wonder how many people I’ve looked at all my life and never seen.” – John Steinbeck
I’ve been hearing a lot about the power of positive self-talk lately. And wouldn’t you know, this morning on NPR (that either makes me sound really smart or it makes you judge me) there was a segment on that very subject! In “Why Saying is Believing – The Science of Self-Talk“, not only do they discuss the power to be had by changing our internal dialogue, they bring in the Victorians and Lebron James to do so! It’s fantastic and I highly recommend you take a listen.
07 October | Tuesday
Warm up | 3 rounds:
10 KB swings
Training | KB Press 4×5 (26,30,30,30)
1:00 Rest btwn sets
– then –
10:00 EMOM x1 Wall Walk
– then –
20:00 AD w/
100m suitcase carry (44#)
Stretch | 20:00
Today at work I realized that I have totally nailed the adjustment to the standing work station. When I first implemented it at the beginning of the year I could only stand for an hour or so and sometimes, depending on the amount of focus the task at hand required, not even for that long. I progressively added more time, breaking when I needed to rest and for meetings, lunch, etc. (It really would be awesome to see the reaction of my colleauges should I demand to stand during a meeting. May have to test that out… ) Now I don’t even notice the time in terms of how long I’ve been standing. I am still working on perfecting my standing posture, however. This seems crazy because it’s s-t-a-n-d-i-n-g. But then I recall all those folks I see running in the morning, looking a little something like this:
and remember that running is supposed to be second nature, too. So, I’ll just keep practicing my proper stance until it IS second nature.
Wow. I really went on a tangent there.
Onto feedback from the workout this evening… The squats and AD springs from yesterday had me quite sore today. As is usually the case, once I got moving, that soreness subsided significantly. I somehow managed to interpret the KB Presses as Single Arm KB Bench Presses. Must read more carefully, Morgan! With the band presses (and everything really) it still amazes me that squeezing my ass makes my arms stronger. Some sort of gym voodoo or something.
The wall walks felt really strong. Those are fun. And my lack of a giant rack allows me get right up tight to the gypsum board. We’ll count that one as a win. (Mostly I just wanted to make it awkward for Tom to read.)
I felt a little fired up today so threw in some time on the AD and some suitcase carries for my trunk.
I have found my groove with the eats again. This is likely due to the fact that ice cream season is over. Now I just gotta fix that sleep. I’m being very mindful of the caffeine and am rocking my amber glasses as soon as I step in the door when I get home from DTP.