05 Apr Busy ASHman is a happy ASHman
Business is growing for us here at BrewHouse and my personal client base is exploding. More and more people are signing up for the gym and I am rapidly approaching a full slate of in-person clients who are all working their asses off to get better and stronger. I couldn’t be happier to see that come to fruition.
With that comes a harsh reality. I prefer coaching over being the man in the light. Ever since I started lifting weights I would sit there and craft up workouts for myself in much the same way I would sit in English class in High School and make up Football plays in my notebook. Teaching is what I do. My own numbers on the bar aren’t as fun for me as seeing a client smash numbers. I have come to grips with that, so why continue to chase numbers when I can do what the fuck I want to do with my own training and focus my mental energies on building up business more?
Last week BrewHouse hosted a charity event called Lift for Hope, the money we raised is going straight to HopeKids. We had 35 competitors and double that (at least) in spectators. 3400 dollars was raised during this event.
That is more fun for me than trying to push past some pain I have to attempt to reclaim the fountain of youth.
I’m 41, I am incredibly sore when I push heavier shit and my joints ache like hell, I am not willing to go through the frustrations anymore. Time to do what is best for me and see how goddamn good I can make myself look.
Yesterday I started with back.
Started with block pulls, bodybuilding style. Kept everything tight and controlled, even the eccentric. Worked up to 315 for 3 sets of 12 and my work capacity sucks.
Meadows rows at 75 pounds for 3 sets of 10. Again, starting off lighter to regain muscular endurance and ease back into this style of training.
Neutral Grip Pulldowns were done at 130# for 3 sets of 12, dropped down for a 4th set to 100 and cranked out 15 reps.
Finished off the day with Back Extensions for 3 sets of 12 reps. No weight added.
Let’s see if I can transform myself into something impressive at 41.