I didn't have the cat, so I must have been doing it wrong.
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.
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