- 185,841 fist bumps
251 Pound USAWA 2″ Vbar Record
310 Pound Middle Fingers Deadlift in USAWA Competition
Meeting The Legend – Bill Kazmaier
Some things I don’t talk about on my blog. Work is one of those. So my work goals and what happens there are private. Most everything else is an open book though.
I’ll do sort of a Q&A format on this post. I get lots of questions from coworkers, friends, family, and acquaintances (online) about my contest goals and plans.
“Are you competing in any contests this year?”
Yes, I plan on doing one contest. It is a grip contest in Springfield, Missouri on April 5th. It’ll be three days after my daughter turns 1 year old.
The guys putting it on are armwrestlers that my buddy Josh Dale knows. Or at least one of the guys is someone Josh knows.
The events are a mixture of standard and unique – like the two water bottle farmer’s walk. It is a farmer’s walk gripping a 5-gallon water bottle in each hand by the neck.
“Are you competing in the USAWA Grip Champs this year?”
No. In my opinion, the events are not as grip-centric as they could be for something titled the Grip Championships.
“What are your strength, fitness, and health goals?”
These are hard to pin down exactly. Notice I listed strength first? That’s because it actually is the least “important” thing to me this year. Health is the most important. Regardless of strength development, maintenance, or loss. I want to be healthy enough to enjoy my daughter through all her developmental milestones. For as long as my body will have me.
Fitness ties in to something possibly work-related, so for now, I’m not going to elaborate on it.
To be continued…
Carrie and I had a very enjoyable two days off with family over Christmas. Well, she actually went to visit her brother and his family the day before I got to drive down there.
Visiting the homestead of Tim and Kara is always entertaining. They have horses, a goat, an alpaca, chickens, turkeys, dogs, cats, and guinea pigs. All the fluffy loving you could possibly ask for on a vacation.
I got to see my family in Stafford, at the museum. Had a great time showing off Tiny Overlord (baby Josephine) since they hadn’t seen her in about 9 months.
I don’t know exactly what the new year will bring. Nobody does. I only hope I thrive through it and ring in yet another new year in 12 months.
Carrie and I talked to J. Jenkins at Garry Gribble’s running store in downtown Lawrence a few days ago. We were both very impressed with how nice and helpful he was. I mentioned that I had been running again and he directed me to the above resource.
It was a training run. But it was a doozy. One simple mile. Done at my sister-and-brother-in-law’s house near Maize, KS. I ran it with my nephew, Isaac. He is 13 years old. And I am regaining some fat that I lost over the course of several months. Not good. So the day after Thanksgiving I decided to get back on the running wagon by testing the dirt trail that Tim finished “creating” over the past few months.
Ran it at a conversational pace. I abhor talking during even the slowest runs. But, since I was a guest at their house, the least I could do was keep up a friendly banter while we went on a leisurely jog. Since I dislike it so much, talking during a run is probably a very good training stimulus. Yeah, I get it.
The path started in the trees and then meanders its way along the periphery of a farmer’s field. At the beginning, the path was hard-packed dirt and the occasional “anchored” root sticking up at toe-level along the path. I tripped a few times, but didn’t fall. We had ran about 1/2 mile and the surface switched to long tramped-down grass. I don’t think it was actually “grass.” But that’s the best description I can come up with. The final 1/4 mile was nasty. An ankle-breaker. At least a half dozen times I thought – “Wow! That could’ve been the pothole that broke my ankle…” I managed to avoid breaking my ankle and kind of leapfrogged my way through the muddy potholes.
When RunKeeper informed me I had gone 1.0 miles, I stopped and began walking back to the homestead with Isaac. I think he was okay with walking too, which made me feel slightly better about having to quit at a measly one mile.
The time was much slower than what I’m used to running on the concrete trail near my house. I expected that. Not a surprise at all. The only thing that surprised me was the extent of how much harder it felt than my usual runs. In terms of Rating of Perceived Exertion (RPE), it felt about the same as running 2 minutes per mile faster on a flat concrete trail.
I’ve been researching the Lawrence TrailHawks. The next time I get some freetime and feel like running somewhere new, I’ll check out the trails at Clinton Lake State Park and near the levee.
On September 14th, I weighed 232lbs.
Today, October 30th, I was 218lbs.
I4lbs isn’t really a lot of weight. But, since it was not muscle, it was obviously not doing me any favors.
I have a long way to go still. 180lbs is my long term goal bodyweight. After that, just maintaining that weight will be acceptable.
I have focused much more on controlling my eating, along with doing more walking, a bit of running, kettlebell work, and even started doing pushups again after years of not doing them.
Walking with Josie in the Ergo is my idea of the perfect exercise. It is bonding time and light exercise with good scenery along the way.