The only saving grace for today’s workout is the rep scheme: Two sets of 15 reps, where you do ALL the exercises in a row, then go back through and do them all again. This doesn’t make the workout feel shorter, but it at least makes it feel more do-able.
The other saving grace is today is the LAST time you will do the 1/2 modified Turkish get-up to a push-up move from hell. Put that on your list of things to celebrate on Day 80 (after your workout, of course).
I would lay out today’s moves, but you know them from having just completed Phase 3. There’s not a lot to add other than you’ll probably be a bit more tired, a bit more sore. For whatever reason, my shoulders were knotted in balls of tightness, and it wasn’t until I rolled them out on the foam roller AFTER the workout that it felt like anything got broken up. Which means I did not increase on the surrender to press up move weight-wise, but I DID increase my weight on the 1/2 modified Turkish hell move. THAT one I am proud of, if only because it was the hardest one to finish.
Truth be told, I’m finding this program a whole lot harder to finish this time around. Or rather, I’m simply not as motivated. I know this has a great deal to do with not getting enough sleep: It’s summer and it’s hot and it’s hard to get to bed early when it’s light out until 10 pm. As a result, I get to bed late and then spend the day cranky and tired and I’m probably retaining water and weight more than I normally would. Even though I was on an emotional rollercoaster my first time through 80 Day Obsession, I did a much better job of sticking to my schedule. I had to. It was my anchor, my sanity – the three things I could control at that point were what I ate, when I worked out, and what time I got to bed.
Funny, then, that when I have control back over the other aspects in my life, it is the motivation to workout that slips.
Which is why the below photo is so well-timed.
Eight years ago to the day, I was traveling through Jordan. In the middle of the Wadi Rum, against the jaw-dropping background of red sand and granite, I attempted…some sort of athletic move. It has to be something like a donkey kick. I remember not being able to do it, as evidenced by the photo. But I wasn’t really bothered because I was there for the scenery, not a demonstration of my athletic prowess.
A few weeks ago, I attempted the same move on a grassy knoll at a park in my neighborhood. The result is on the right.
Eight years and 20 pounds separate those two photos. I wouldn’t change my 20s for a thing, but when I look back at the person I was almost a decade ago, I wish I knew some of what I know now about strength and patience and being consistent. I wish there had been an 80 Day Obsession for me to do prior to starting law school, or when I emerged three years later after being beaten down by the Bar. I can’t help but wonder how that might have shaped me.
All I know is I’m not going back. I’m in the best shape of my life. I’m stronger than ever. I’m wearing clothes I never dreamed would ever fit me. But more importantly, I’m ready to take on the next phase in my professional life and my personal life. 80 Day Obsession certainly can’t give me a paycheck, but it can remind me that I can do hard things.
After all, if I killed those 1/2 modified turkish get-ups with a heavier weight than last week, what can’t I do?
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