Thursday, July 7, 2011

Summer Fitness Plan
 postseason revisited

Break: Strength training and muscle activation

And then sometimes good news, bad news, who knows goes like this. I mean, it has to, sometimes, isn't that the point: I seem to be Fury captain with Kola Loka. Which is like saying, I'm the lead singer of, like, The Pixies, with Nina Simone.

Holy crap, just imagine The Pixies with Nina Simone for a second. Extra points if you just pronounced that nine-a simone.

Did I ever tell you about the first time I tried out for WCR in 2007, the list of skater tots came out—they were called skater tots back then— and my name wasn't on the list. My name is never on the list, story of my life, and my sister's cancer is back, actually, was also that year. I stayed in bed for three days watching all the seasons of Entourage that had been made up to that point. Actually I haven't watched Entourage since, though I understand it's still on.

So aah, who knows! But for now, this slightly changes my postseason schedule:

SUN MON TUE WED THU FRI SAT
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
HOBBY
 
HOBBY
 
WORK
 
HOBBY
 
WORK
 
HOBBY
 
PLAY
Kru
HOBBY
 
HOBBY
ACE
WORK
 
HOBBY
ACE
WORK
 
HOBBY
alla Poppy
PLAY
lead plyos
PLAY
Referee
HOBBY
ACE
PASTIME
 
PLAY
Rioters
PLAY
Scrimmage
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
PLAY
League
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
PASTIME
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 
SLEEP
 

Captains assist at rioters practices, I already helped last week with their blocking tests and also fresh meat scrimmages will be continuing through summer. I helped with those during the season, it was such a great learning experience.

I'm also shadowing refs at All-Stars vs. Second Wind scrimmages, which is, first of all, mind blowing, refs are some multitasking mofos. I figure I have to learn this game every which way, including from the inside out. Also I really don't think I have the head to ever be a ref, but I do think this will at least make me a better ref trainer.

Do you want to hear how I officially kicked off my postseason? Thirty minutes, bike to Kru; sixty minutes, Kru; fifty minutes, bike to space, and I mean the slowest, saddest bike in the history of bike, halfway there I realized there was an actual time limit and that I did only have an hour to get to the space; two hours, lead plyos, must remember that lead means NOT joining in one hundred bridges after I've already done kettlebell squats and swings at Kru; one hour, stuff face at Feed; one hour, walk and talk with Tomy from California to Ashland; five minutes, bike the rest of the way home; forty minutes, best shower ever; two hours, too tired to even nap, and then out for Go-Go's bachelorette party and dancing at Liar's Club until midnight.

Ha ha ha, Sunday was like some Serpent and Rainbow shit...