Not a Bad Day

Today is my kind of day. As is becoming a theme, we cooked a mouth-watering breakfast that filled the whole house with the smell of bacon. Then we trained Olympic lifts for two hours, working on some great technique, and after that, we worked on Turkish get ups and some other skill movements. The best about the training session was an Arena Football guy who is rehabbing a quad injury asked me to get in a quick arm session with him on the Kaiser machines. It was a ton of fun, but more importantly, it showed him that I was able to walk the walk by keeping up with him. I’m not saying I can run as quickly as he can or lift as much weights as other guys, well I might be able to, but, regardless of my ability, I will work my ass off to keep up with anyone who wants me to work in. I think too many times coaches get complacent in their own training or overreach with what they program for their athletes, so doing a workout with an athlete shows them that it can be done. I think this athlete was impressed that I kept up with him and even got him on the last set, but we both joked that the only way I could break his ankles on a juke was if his ankles were actually broken.