Grimmy’s Tuesday feels:
The good ol’ Midwest went from freezing to blazing in 5 seconds flat! And that meant Memorial weekend had a lot of this…
Friday of Memorial Day I got to spend time with my girl, Claire. And by time spent, I mean packing up her SHIT so she could move. I have seen Claire through I don’t even know how many moves, and I swear that girl has enough clothes to last a year without laundering, and hangers to fill even the Kardashian’s closets. Girl…. You’re lucky I love your butt. We worked our tails off from mid-Friday afternoon until well after 9pm before we decided a Jeep ride, dinner and beers were in desperate need.
Saturday was 1.5 million degrees. What the heck even was that? I don’t know. I don’t care either. I spent it shopping, cleaning, donating, cooking and baking. It’s called staycation vibes and I was loving it.
Cosmic Brownies Recipe Link | Guys. This recipe. The chocolate ganache frosting. This was the treat of the week at Walkup Wood Products. Sinful. Gooey. Magic.
Sunday, Clint and I cruised out to Catfish Lake Restaurant for some beers and grub. What an adorable little craphole with amazing food. Clint ordered escargot as an appetizer. After digging through the cheese and gallon of butter I was able to find that cute little bite and enjoy it. Clint, on the other hand, ate it, as served, in its full glory. Cheese and garlic butter have its place… apparently, this restaurant believes it is in your arteries.
Bellies full, we motored on…
… And found ourselves at Heron Bay to close out the night with some friends and their buddies. I will take beers on the river any day.
Let’s talk the Memorial Day MURPH.
You can read about the origination, purpose, and goal of the MURPH here.
The MURPH workout in its true form (in sequence):
1 Mile Run
1 Mile Run
While wearing a 20lb vest or body armor
Variations of the MURPH include removal of the vest, splitting the movements into sets, dropping to knees on push-ups, splitting the workout into partners etc.
I wanted to challenge myself to the max, so chose to do it on my own, with a few variations.
- I did not wear a vest (I think there were only 3 who did out of the 75+ who completed it at my gym)
- I ran the first mile at an even pace, preparing myself mentally for what was to come.
- Split the middle into 10 pull-ups, 20 push-ups, 30 squats | 10 times through.
- Used a band for assisted pull-ups to help remove some weight, but still maintained a strict hand grip and only progressed to heavier bands as the reps increased
- I only did 30 of my 200 push-ups on my knees. I have a thing about completing full range motion push-ups. I get pissy when I drop. Real pissy.
- Finished with the mile.
That last mile. Woah. Legs were jello for a minute before I got my pace settled back in.
Guys, it was effing awesome. I cannot wait to do it again, and I will for sure be watching my time this go-round. I am a little competitive in non-competitive events.
Organized sports for me = gross.
Gym organized events that equal camaraderie and support and all-in-it-together mentality? YES!
My competitiveness is within just me and that is what I am loving about this new gym I call home. It’s made me so happy. That’s another post, for another day, but know… it’s one of those things that makes you want to talk all day every day about, but don’t, because you don’t want to be that annoying guy, so you go on loving it and kicking its ass every day with other people who love it and kick its ass everyday too.
Yep. That kind.
Here’s looking at you, Edge.
The rest of Memorial Day Monday was spent soaking up the sun, AC and ice cold beverages at the Sejhaur’s with a little side of washers.
Cheers to you, Summer 2018 and your happiness… and random 2pm middle of week texts from one of your bestest to meet up at “your” bar.
Summer (and this guy) are looking mighty fine.