So Fun I Forgot to be Sore!
Here’s another addition to the “nothing better than a RI summer” file. Friday night was rainy and gray, but it stood no chance at deterring me from sailing away to Block Island for Round 2 of carefree times. Since the legs were still a little heavy from hitting the sand dunes with the Bold R Dash team, I just wanted to leisurely ride to a secluded beach and have a lazy Saturday.
Found my way to West Beach, or “Dump Beach” since it’s near the transfer station. Maybe that nickname keeps people away because I was literally the only person on the roughly one-mile stretch of sand and rocks. Started out with a leisurely stroll, then worked in some POSE yogging and eventually some all-out short sprints.
I’m noticing lately that since I’m trying to be aware of my technique in any kind of movement (running, sprinting, swimming, etc.), I consider doing that movement as “practice” and not “exercise”. This just sounds easier on the body and also helps me justify physical activity when I’m a little sore or not fresh enough to get a workout in. But I digress…
With warm legs and plenty of natural exercise apparatuses available, I just couldn’t let them be ignored. In no specific order, here’s what went down:
* All-out beach sprints
* Trail running down random path
* Random beach post climbs then close grip dips
* Balance work and pistols on huge piece of random driftwood that was cantilevered over a mini dune
* OH Log carries
* Running up the sides of mini bluffs like a summer bordercross course
* One final round of mini bluff quarterpipe runs, all-out sprint, 20 decline pushups
* Cooldown lazy swim in
* Asking to be climbed*
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Woke up Sunday morning with a sore chest and calves. Basically forgot all that fun on the beach was pretty damn physically demanding! Chalk up another benefit to active relaxation.
Headed to Warwick’s own Little Pond for an outdoor personal training session. My client has his first sprint triathlon in 2 weeks, so we “practiced” open water swimming and some of the essential skills for a successful 1st leg. Since we were out in the pond, I couldn’t exactly coach him from the pool deck. Not sure how many nautical miles we covered, but it was effective in working out some soreness and getting my own practice in.
Fast forward 6 hours or so, and I met up with my fiancée and family in Narragansett for a post-bachelorette beach day. After arriving and realizing I was the only male in their quadron, I did what any respectable man would and got the hell out of there! They say energy begets energy. While true, so does the desire to escape awkward situations! Threw on the goggles again and got some saltwater reps in. Then it was time to practice some passive relaxation!
