This post covers the period of my life from 1600 hours on Thursday 13 Sept., until this moment here, at my computer, in the now scantily furnished house in Malvern, where the magical mystery tour rolls on. Jim Murphy scanned his cat and it was known, as of Thursday, 13 September, that he is once again cancer free. Hooray for the human spirit. For the love of Pete, my man (blog THE ULTIMATE SURVIVOR) has fought that nasty shite since Christmas of 2005. And he and wife Jackie, both very close friends of mine, felt a celebration was in order. And what better way to celebrate the life of an Irishman than with the food and spirits of Finnegan's Wake, and the sounds of Flogging Molly and the Dropkick Murphys at Festival Pier that same Thursday Night. This video will give you an idea for the kind of music we danced, drank, and loved to. I have never seen so much aggression and love at the same time as I have when these two bands shared a stage. Unreal, almost, the amount of energy I channeled and released on the concrete at Spring Garden St. and Columbus Ave., Philadelphia.
So we stirred it up and drank many a stout,
with life on our heels and a uniformed shout
towards the clouds bringing depth
to a sky we knew kept
the treasures of another day where one could draw breath.
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I left my anterior deltoids in El Segundo
And they can freakin' stay there! I want to rant about the amount of Intra abdominal pressure I create while performing high tension movments, and how I believe it is too much, but I'll do that on my other blog. HA! Nice sell eh? After last night's classes in Narberth, I worked out. Ch-Check it out.
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Clean and Press 24kg x 10RL, 9RL, 8RL, 7RL, 6RL, 5RL, 6RL resting 1:30 between all sets.
C&P 24kg x 6L rest, 6R rest, 7R rest, 7L rest, 8L rest, 8R rest, 10L rest, 10R rest (rest:45)
Basketball court suicide + :30 Hot Potato
" " " + :30 DARC Swing
" " " + :30 Hot Potato
DONE. Literally.
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