All ’bout the Bosu.
I woke up this morning feeling like I had been run over by a steam-powered train. Like the really big, really heavy ones. I did not have one sip of alcohol at the wedding last night yet I felt like a hung over college student.
Joe and I are not typically ones to tear up the dance floor at events where that sort of activity takes place. I always feel very awkward when on the dance floor so I tend to fake a seizure or chew my wrists open to avoid it. Last night, though, my favorite local band was playing live at the wedding and I couldn’t help myself! (They are a ska band so mostly you are just bouncing around — that I can do.)
danced bounced for hours last night (score extra cardio workout!!) and I was heels the whole time. My legs, feet and back were dead this morning. As much as I wanted to lay around all morning, sipping coffee I knew that the only way to wake up my tired body was to head to the gym.
After yesterdays high speed (for me at least) treadmill run I decided to take it a little easy on the cardio. I only did 20 minutes alternating between incline walking and running. Here it is:
0-5 walk 4.0 pace 7.0 incline
5-10 run 6.2 pace
10-15 walk 4.0 pace 7.0 incline
15-20 run 6.4 pace
I realize now that I completely forgot to do pulls ups so I guess I will have to do those tomorrow.
I then did an AMRAP circuit that was strictly for the Bosu:
I completed 3 rounds and was partway through the 4th when the time was up. It was a great workout and was sort of fun to have it all focused on one piece of equipment. I have a few more of these types of workout percolating in my brain so keep an eye out for them.
The dryer buzzer just went off so I had better get back to the laundry. Sigh, the story of my life.