At CrossFit, we were working on Clean techniques as well as work overhead. Programming called for 5 heavy jerks, but given that I am pretty much missing the front of my shoulder socket, I asked if I could work on my strict overhead press. My Coach Chase though that was a great idea.
I had not done a single strict press since I moved to Texas. My last max was 37.5 kilos, or about 83 pounds. For fun and grins, I decided to throw up 85 on there. It was EASY. 95, felt good. 105 wouldn't move. So, I went with 100. Boom.
My friend and Coach Laurie said that the most important question was how I was going to celebrate... more on that later.
I had a great lunch meeting with a parishioner from the parish I am researching for school. It was a fantastic meeting. I'm not sure if it actually led to anything that helps me get my parish portrait done faster, but I loved being present with someone just talking about the awesomeness of the Church and what potential and possibilities existed for them if they continued to follow a life with Christ.
I umpired a double-header of softball all the way out pretty much half-way to Tyler. It was awesome. Great ball and I finally felt like I have gotten the hang of it... just in time for me to get cut open and be out of it for at least two months.
...but, PRing my old max by 17 pounds warranted celebratory tacos and a margarita. So Velvet Taco happened.
God is so good to me...
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