Thought about not starting another thread but said what the hell. Someones gotta keep yawl honest. Couldn't come up with no catchy titles so thought I'd add a bit of class by quoten some poetry. I know, not as high brow as "here I sit, broken hearted,...." but the best I could come up with. Went to the gym Sunday morning and discovered I was only weighing in at 229 so had a good excuse to pig out the rest of the day.
Sat down and listed all the lifts I considered essential to throwing. Correction, all the exercises I consider essential to throwing. I haven't done near enough plyos, sprints, or jumps. Gonna start a lot more of those. More explosive lifting, e.g. snatch, C&J. Gonna practice form all year round. Having wild, uninhibited sex with 2 supermodels or one four legged female mammal at least twice a week. (Just seein if you're payin attention).
Work out split:
arms (abs, yeah, right)
Really going to see if I can train hard and serious for a year and make a good showing at the National Senior Olympics next year,
Keep remembering stuff. Just to motivate you. 90-94 year old class at the meet Saturday, 4 competitors in the shot.