Tunes Tuesday

No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to get into those motivational fitness posters that are flooding Pinterest. You know the kind… the “Keep Calm and [do something unrelated to keeping calm]” or the ones with Little Miss Hottie with a Body posed precariously over a bench and the phrase “Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels” or “Run until your legs fall off. Don’t stop. You’ll pass out before you die. Train hard. Rinse and Repeat.”

Yeah, NEWSFLASH: Not motivating. I don’t know about other girls but I’m more motivated by a new pair of pink Nike booty shorts, the kinds that don’t ride up when I deadlift. I put these on and all of a sudden I get it in my head that I’m a flyer for the Dallas Cowboys cheer squad. Oh, wait, they just dance… in booty shorts. Still more motivating than those don’t-tell-ME-what-to-do Pinterest posters.

Girl Walks Into A Bar(bell)

 

Other things I find motivating on this fine Tuesday morning: Burgers, Akinwale’s outlook on women and muscles, and Indie tunes to lift to. So for Tunes Tuesday, here’s what I’m warming up and lifting to:

 

The Warmup:

Conditioning:

Lifting:

And the COOL DOWN. Yes.

What’s on YOUR iPod? Sharing is caring. :)

Swingers

Added some new toys to the Garage Gym recently! I’m pretty stoked about the addition of the 55# (his) and 35# (hers) kettlebells. Due to versatility, KB’s ranked high on my “garage gym must-have” list. While I primarily use them to develop the “hip hinge,” I suppose I could always use them for bicep curls should the mood ever strike me (which it hasn’t… yet.) While I’m usually very “DIY” there are some fitness equipment that I should just leave to the experts to build. The local fitness stores were charging $2 per pound so when we found a good deal on these off Amazon with free shipping, we pounced. You ever see a box delivered with a kettlebell inside? Two words: hot mess.

In hindsight, I wish I would’ve gotten the 45# KB instead of the 35# but I’m quite happy with it nonetheless. I’ve already started pulling the “mind if I swing your bell?” line and commandeering Ryan’s 55# KB… it just means he’ll have to upgrade to the 85# ‘bell soon!

But back to the hip hinge. Two years ago, kettlebells used to scare me but that’s only ’cause I had no idea how to swing a big ball of iron over my head and between my legs. It does sound like a ridiculous movement. I used to be nervous about the kettlebell hitting me in the crotch on the down swing (hey, it could happen) so I would swing squat and the kettlebell would get precariously close to the hitting the ground. Much like the box my kettlebell was shipped in, my kettlebell swing used to be a hot mess. UNTIL… I read this article on the hip hinge on Testosterone Nation. It’s all about pushing the butt back while the ‘bell swings down and then SNAPPING the hip and using the momentum to swing the ‘bell forward. It’s less about arms and more about hips, glutes, hammies, and core… and a whole lot of heart thumping. This bad boy gets my heart rate up faster than dark chocolate with a dash of sea salt. Yummy.

Once I got the motion right, 100 consecutive swings was no problem. I’ve recently been adding a lot of swings and other movements (such as power cleans and box jumps) to further develop that snap, snap, power, power. My winter sport is primarily snowboarding so dynamic, explosive movements should come in handy this season. My neighbors probably think we’re whack but all this swinging will pay off.

The Dirty Dozen

I’m baaack!!!

It’s been a weird past month for me.  Summer’s time limit has me feeling pressured to go OUTSIDE and play in the sand, ride my bike, trail run.  My Strength & Conditioning exam has me feeling pressured to stay inside and study.  My never-ending pile of gym laundry has me feeling like a Hoarder.  And somewhere in between all that I’ve had to MAKE time to CrossFit.  So, mentally, I feel like I was half-assing my WOD.  But, physically, I’ve been setting PR’s like crazy!  And now I’m just confused!

Lots to catch up on… For starters,  completed my first “Dirty Dozen” today.  I think of it as the “Filthy Fifty’s” not-so-hotter, younger sister.

You know you’ve turned a new leaf in CrossFit when you can bust out a set of Double Unders, Knees-to-Elbows, and Butterfly Kip pullups all faster than you can crank out one set of Box Jumps!!!  Oh, and my latest hate is Wall Ball.  Though, that may just be because I wall ball in a hot and humid stairwell that smells of yesterday’s bacon first thing in the morning.  :o |  I always feel nauseous in there.