Day 72: Plyo

And I'm back!  Yesterday was our big travel day, and I decided not to try and squeeze in a workout before leaving.  It was just too much.  However, I must have walked at least 4 miles in the airport while lugging a lot of extra weight, so that's got to count for a 5K at least.  I remember when I used to be able to travel with just a purse.  Those were the days. 

This is a bit of a milestone day, my friends.  In the past 10 years of visiting Rockford, I've always said that I will workout, and somehow, I've never managed to do it (It's not really a mystery.  I've been lazy.).  Today, however, I got up, got on my workout clothes and did my plyo.  Rock on, me. 

Turns out plyo is slightly scarier when you don't have 10 foot ceilings. In fact, it's downright dangerous when you have about 7 1/2 foot ceilings.  Remember when you're a kid and all you want to be able to do is jump up and hit the ceiling?  Yeah, I've totally accomplished that and would like to be short again.  Still, easy enough to modify. 

Did you know that ripping off half your pinky toenail is painful?  You did?  Well, did you know that certain plyo moves that have you jumping on just one foot with a ripped-off toenail are completely excruciating?  You didn't?  Well, you should give plyo a try so you can relate.  I don't recommend the ripping off of the toenail.  That's just dumb. 

Day 72:  Brought.