Hm. So some shit went down.
I think the last time I did a routine was Day 4 in Nashville. The past couple days I’ve been waking up at the crack of dawn (alright, 7:30 isn’t the crack of dawn but if you’re a punk rocker it is) and going to various repair shops, hemorrhaging money as I pay mechanics to tell me shit I already know. The transmission is leaking like I told you it was? Oh cool, here’s $150. I said “thank you” too. I put some attitude on it though.
Regardless though, I just started back up again like 20 minutes ago in our friend Marko’s apartment (he was in this band called Great Friend of Mine that I push every chance I get). 6 sets of 30 second pushups, crunches, leg lifts, suitcases, wall sits. It was rough.
I’m going to go eat now. I’m hungry.
Hm. So some shit went down.
Alright. Day 2. We played in Birmingham, AL in the midst of ten million tornado warnings. I’m terrified of tornados, so I was just being a generally big baby the entire day. Things ended up working out, and the show played out pretty nicely. Heavy ass bands (the cool kind though) at a place called The Firehouse. Raddd venue.
We ended up scoring a place to stay about 3 hours away in Nashville, and I woke up yesterday sore as heck in my chest and arms and legs. Oof. I wanted to try to add some variety to my routines so that I wasn’t working out the same exact muscle groups every day. I searched Google for some sweet bodyweight shoulder exercises and I found a video called “Best Bodyweight Shoulder Exercise.” In the middle of it, this guy’s cat walks up and gets all up in his shit. I didn’t have the sound on, so I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but I can only assume it was part of the exercise. I didn’t have the cat, so I wasn’t really able to do the workout correctly from the beginning. I did it anyways though. That’s when I realized how devastatingly weak I am in my shoulders. I finished out the day with some minute-long wall sits, minute-long planks, and some different core exercises. My feet were cold.
We stayed with our buds in Direct Effect last night, so this morning I’m going to do some exercises with my guy Christian Padron. I’m excited because he’s ripped. He can play with his shirt off and feel fine about it. What an asshole.
Our first day in Atlanta was weird. We played at this place called Wonderroot to 25-30 people, 15-20 of which were standing outside probably smoking cigarettes and talking about how they missed some band because they were smoking cigarettes outside. Fuck.
Anyways, after the show we went to a sports bar with a friend from high school. I kind of fucked up and got a particularly greasy vegetable quesadilla. But like, it has vegetables so that’s good right? Agree with me. It turns out she’s a yoga instructor, so she taught us some cool stuff, and in the morning I tried some of it out.
I got out of bed and did some anaerobic stuff. 4 sets of 30 seconds of pushups. 2 minutes of squats off and on. Crunches, leg lifts, suitcases, and some various plank exercises. It hurt. I haven’t hurt like that since I played soccer. I was way more buff back then so that’s the only thing I think about.
It’s day 2 right now. I’m about to start. I didn’t get swept up in a tornado last night which I’m happy about.
We’re starting the Hundred Pushups challenge a week early so we can finish before tour is over. My reasoning was that it’ll be easier for us to mess up and skip days by accident ( on purpose ). I did this on the last State Lottery summer tour and it felt pretty awesome to do 90 pushups. Unfortunately we all gave up by week 4 or 5, mostly due to intense hangovers.
I think Mike and Laura are with me on this one. It shouldn’t be too hard to convince Peter and Alex to do it too.
I also started running and I’m going to try and keep it up on the road. I wanted to do it in Europe but it was kind of scary getting lost in a foreign country. Maybe I’ll get one of those GPS trackers for your shoes. That’s a real thing right?
In Lexington, Kentucky I watched someone do his pushups with a lit cigarette in his mouth. For some reason I thought it was cool. I think it didn’t make any sense.
So I recently ( today ) I decided to use my upcoming 6 weeks on tour as a way to get in shape. I’m basically forcing myself to come back in better condition then I left. I know it’s hard to stick to a schedule when you’re crammed in a van for hours on end, but I think it’d probably help with my day to day mental stability. Currently Bomb the Music Industry!, Laura Stevenson and the Cans, You Blew It! and !ATTENTION! all seem into it. At the least I’m hoping for a couple of funny posts and maybe a couple of good ideas.
I want to have this site run the gamut of healthy and unheathly, because tour usually revolves around convenience. Sometimes you’re stuck with whatever is available at a 24-hour travel mart with zero options besides that awful refried bean dip and pretzels. SODIUM!
The name Physical Fatness doesn’t really mean anything, it’s just the name of a Fat Wreck Comp that came out in the late 90′s. I don’t think I even really liked it.
So at the very least, expect some random posts from Laura Stevenson and The Cans. You can also see us on our upcoming tour with Andrew Jackson Jihad and ROAR.