The last several nights have been rough.  It took me 2 hours to settle Mads down, even though I could tell she was tired.  Andy dealt with Luke, who has been doing everything he can to delay bedtime.

And just as I thought would happen tonight, Andy was exhausted and collapsed.  At 8:30.  (Awww… give him a break.  He’s not used to waking up at 5.)  But it meant not working out together, despite the best intentions.

So I’m happy I had a premonition about this very thing and worked out on my own before noon while Mads took an epic nap.

Yeah — I am so smart.

Because I know Zach uses kettlebells in his Oly class, and because I’m deathly afraid of not being strong enough if I join the class, I’ve been working kettlebells into my warmups.  In addition to carries in the farmer, front rack and overhead position, I worked in this mini WOD on the fly:

7 rounds
7 KB deadlift
7 KB swings
7 KB squats

Time: 9:16 @ 1 pood

I nearly busted my bottom lip open transitioning from the swing to squat position with the kettlebell during round 2.  I have a sweet little blood blister now.  But eventually I started tossing the weight in the air and catching it for the squats.  I felt pretty proud.

Then it was strength time.

Push Jerk
3-3-3-3-3

Results: 55-65-75-80-85

A PR!  By 10#!  Andy thinks I should test that shoulder press this weekend and see if I’m able to hit 80 yet, since that’s been a huge goal.

After a little rest, I did another met-con — the main met-com I had put in my planner.

100 burpees for time

My goal was under 10 minutes.   My time: 9:41.

I will probably rue my choice of Wednesday workouts.  I have had a nagging feeling all day that someone will forget their workout log on Thursday morning and we will all be sentenced to 40 burpees (or more — it’s happened before).

Oh yay.  More burpees.