Pasta Feast and the "Filthy Fifty"

I just love the weekends. I love my job, but what I love more than anything is getting to spend the weekends with my husband! It's what I look forward to. :)

This weekend was more of the same: lots of sunshine, floating in the pool, Blizzards, and putt-putt!

Sunday evening we had a big spaghetti feast with meatballs that my husband made and pepperoni and then healthy banana chocolate chip muffins that I made for dessert. It's been SO long since I've had pasta! Yummmyyy....

So yesterday I did the "Filthy Fifty" workout: 1 time through, 50 reps of each-

Box jumps
Jumping pullups
Kettlebell swings w/20lbs
Walking lunges
Knees to elbows
Push presses w/30lbs
Back Extensions
Wall balls
Burpees
Double unders

I was doing okay until I got to those dang wall balls and burpees! Those were pretty tough to get through and really killed my time. Oh well. Today's workout is going to be 12 deadlifts, 9 hang power cleans, and 6 push jerks, 5 rounds with 105 lbs. I've done this workout before and it was hard but the type of workout I like cuz I get to throw around some heavy weights! ;)

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