What a week! After a blessedly quiet Monday, it was four packed days of meetings, lunches, conferences, and events. On Tuesday alone, I found myself in Falls Church, Downtown DC, Tysons, Judiciary Square, and finally in Crystal City for the Rising Stars of Real Estate awards presentation. It’s amazing the number of real estate folks I know in this town, considering I’ve never worked in the field here. I guess I gravitate towards the familiar.
I spent Thursday morning providing volunteer financial awareness education to a local veterans’ fellowship program. What a smart, motivated group of folks—they were far more “aware” than I’d been led to believe, so I’m really glad I let them lead most of the conversation.
That evening was the 20th annual presentation of Transwestern’s Trendlines Washington report. It was a who’s who(m) of commercial real estate in DC, plus this interloper. I’m pretty sure the entire staff of Transwestern was there, too. Good times all around.
On Friday, after work and a trip to the gym, the missus and I braved the cold for a trip to Bareburger. I wish I had worked out more, because we ended up with a metric crapton of food. The fries and onion rings were troublingly good, and my Wiki Wiki burger (wild boar, gouda, duck bacon, chickpea onions, grilled pineapple, brioche bun) was nothing short of exceptional. It’s definitely worthy of a second trip.
After multiple lazy weekends home, Saturday was our day to be productive. Since rearranging our living room, the gallery wall we’d put up last year was largely hidden behind our TV. No more! I also got around to assembling The Missus’ new writing/makeup desk, and she actually put some of her makeup away in the drawers. It’s a minor miracle. Oh, and we got a new end table.
We wrapped up the week with a friend’s Super Bowl get-together. Good times again, despite the result, and no hangover to speak of the following day. That’s more than I can say for many of my coworkers, one of whom was discussing whether she should go to the bathroom and throw up. Adulting is hard
I’ve really been putting in the work lately, and the results are beginning to show. If we believe the results of recent workouts, my Functional Threshold Power is approaching a level last achieved when I was cycling 200 miles per week. My threshold running pace is not quite where it was before I ruptured my peroneal tendon, but I’m 10+ pounds heavier and running far fewer miles.
Most exciting for me, however, is my squat performance. Of all the major lifts, my squat has always been pathetic. Despite my enormous horse legs, I’ve always struggled to squat my own body weight (typically 185 pounds). Blame long femurs, tight hips, and generally poor flexibility? I dunno. Whatever the reason, it’s bugged me for ages, but I was always more focused on running/cycling performance than gym strength. Now that I’ve learned to balance the two, I’m seeing results across the board.
This week, for the first time ever, I comfortably squatted 225 for sets and reps (2 × 8, specifically). I’ve squatted two plates before, but it was never for sets, and it was always ugly. This time, after working up through sets of 185 and 205, it’s enough that I feel comfortable adding weight next week. Hot damn!
8 × 1k @ 5k pace
1:15 | 9.34 mi
1:00 | 15.8 mi
2 × 0:20 on 0:03
1:00 | 266 W
1:00 | 6.91 mi
3 × 0:20 on 0:03
1:25 | 271 W
3 × 4 mi @ HMP
2:00 | 15.84 mi