JULES’ TRAINING & DIET DIARY PLYOMETRIC POWER AND EXPLOSION PHASE WEEK 3 JULY 25 - 28






“It’s not the load that breaks you down. It’s the way you carry it.”
C. S. Lewis




WEDNESDAY JULY 25: Got to sleep in a little. Felt like I was hist by a small truck. Always so exhausted after seizures or near seizures. Tough to get myself moving. But I did it. I keep doing it. Smudge to start the day. True day of rest. Did some writing. Really didn’t do much of anything else.  Stuck to the Carnivore Diet. Feel full all the time, and a little bloated, but noticing less carb cravings than last week. Stopped eating by 9 pm, & began Partial Fast. Did some reading and writing. Walked Momo, with Cutting Practice. Read to wind the night down.
THURSDAY JULY 26: Felt like a good night of deep sleep. Started day with Smudge. Partial Fast. Felt better than I did yesterday. Torque and Twist Plyometric Tabata Workout- Brief, for the same reason as this weeks other workouts, but with more intensity. Two Tabata Style Circuits, without rest, each of: Yard Sprints x 1 Lap with High Knee Bounds x 1 Lap, with Catch Plyo Pull Ups x 20, with Balance Cushion(This is the foam version that only challenges your balance a little, as opposed to the inflatable version) Push Ups x 20, with Balance Cushion Stiff Legged Hops x 100/ Yard Sprints x 1 Lap with Side High Knee Bounds x 1 Lap, with Extended Chest Level Band Twists x 50 Each Side, with Band Side to Side Pull Downs x 50 Each Side, with Balance Cushion High Knee Squat Jumps x 100/ Standing Series Yoga & Meditate. Dog Run to Townson Fitness. Trained a few people. Walk home to healthy Carnivore meals & hang out with Momo. Stopped eating by by 9 pm. Walked Momo with light Iaijutsu Cutting Practice, with Footwork. Old Orson Welles Movie to wind down.
FRIDAY JULY 27: A rest day. Started out with Smudge and Seated Series Yoga. Travelled with friends to Niagara: Red Ribbon Stables to try out Goat Yoga. I love goats. And there were horses there too. Doesn’t get much better for me. Out late though. Diet not great. Didn’t walk Momo. TV to wind down.
SATURDAY JULY 28: Started the day with a Smudge. Standing Series Yoga. Meditate. Less humid cloudy day. Dog Run to Townson Fitness. A few trainees. Got in my own brief workout in between. MMA Based Functional Tabata Workout  – 2 Sets Each of:  Two Hand Cable Rope Front Lifts x 10,  with 1 Arm Squat, touching the floor with the opposite hand while maintaining good posture. and Overhead Press x 20, with Plate Behind the Head Circles x 20, with Bench Split Squat x 20 Each Leg/ Heavy Kettlebell Hip Swings x 20,  with 1 Arm Kettlebell Press and Roll, keeping the bell extended and pressed upwards x 20 Each Arm, with 1 Hand Trap Bar Rotation From Back to Front with No Added weight (Will post a video of this exercise on the HITTScarborourgh FB page and HITT_Pt on Instagram) x 20 Each Side/ 1 Arm Trap Bar High Pulls x 10 Each Side, with 1 Arm Trap Bar Front Swing  x 10 Each Side, 1 Arm Front to Back Sweeps with added weight. Stretching. Next Trainee. Home to Break Fast with a single meal of meat only. No carbs of any kind. Done by 9 pm. Walked Momo with Cutting Practice. Watched old Orson Welles movie to wind down.

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