Functional Strength/Core

I spent a long day today sitting in a mandated seminar hosted by the Ontario Safety Group, on the responsibilities and legal processes involved with Joint Health & Safety Committees in the workplace.  So, basically, eight hours locked in a small classroom with about a dozen or so disgruntled factory workers all looking to out-do one another with their macabre stories of dismemberment, decapitations, and other gnarly industrial accidents.  Yes, it was about as much fun as nailing my penis to a barn door.  Needless to say, by the time I got out of there, hitting the gym was bound to be the highpoint of my day.  It was.  Thankfully, I had some mellow tunes already lined up to straighten me out, the ‘Wasted‘  album by Lukas Nelson & Promise of the Real.

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I first became acquainted with Lukas Nelson, son of the legendary Willie Nelson, on a long car drive to Brockville, Ontario last summer (coincidentally, to lead another boring ass seminar similar to the one I endured today) when, thanks to the marvel of satellite radio, I heard the track ‘Wasted‘…and loved it.  Unfortunately, that seeming obvious title track is not present on this album.  Go figure.  But never fear, there is definitely enough imbibing throughout the album to go around (apparently, Lukas shares ‘ol Pops enthusiasm for the ganja).  ‘Wasted’  is actually Lukas’ second full length album released in 2012, and was the prelude for the band launching their first nationwide tour beginning in Austin, TX.

The album is, well, mellow…as one might expect where Lukas ends up stoned in, like, every other track.  No matter, after an afternoon spent with the Masters of Disaster, it was a welcome change of pace (especially ‘Don’t Take Me Back‘) on my mat with which to do my planks, crunches, push-ups, etc., before joining a quick spin class and home again to a bowl quinoa and sweet potato chili and some comfy chair time with my sweetie and the cat.

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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