Do I know how to have fun or what. Today I turned 57. A great number. One of the best cars ever built, a 57 chevy. Heinz made 57 products. Not to mention a certain good looking old guy is now 57.
So my idea of fun, I hit the gym.
I had a birthday workout, oh did I ever. I borrowed from the Japanese martial tradition of the Shogyu. An unusually hard training session pushing the body to the point of puking. I damn near did, twice.
After my knee bends and stretching I did 4 sets of 15 leg raises off side of a bench. Then to the meat of the workout.
Starting off with power cleans sets of 5 with bar, 2 sets of 5 with 85, then 2 more with 95 with a press at end of each set.
Front squats with the safety squat bar. Sets of 5 with bar, 125, 165, 200, then 235 a personal record.
Then speed pulls 6 singles with 375 with only 45 seconds rest between sets.
Romanian deadlifts sets of 5 with 225, 270, 295, then 335. Another personal best.
Icarian rows finished me off sets of 10 with 100, 120, and then 140.
My sweat shirt was soaked and I am spent big time.
Growing old is not for sissies.