Blissful Hell: 45 Minutes of Interval Training With The Dopa Band

 Yesterday, I wanted to test my conditioning and see what was possible to be able to do my Interval Workout with the Dopa Band longer then I normally do. Most of those workouts go for 30 minutes keeping at the pace of 5 exercises, each for 45/15. Added an extra 15 minutes to hit 45. 

I wasn't going Sonic The Hedgehog on this but I didn't go as slow as a snail either. I had a target pace for each exercise. Didn't count the reps, just kept working the muscles and focus on my breathing and form. If my hands started to slide, just to a quick readjust and kept at it. This pacing was getting my heart rate jacked up for sure but it wasn't making me want to collapse. 

Set my strap on the tree at the park, hooked up the band, got the timer going and went at it. Before I even left to go do it, I kept debating with myself if I should just do it for 30 minutes or do the 500 Rep Circuit. For several minutes I was having a mental battle until I started up the timer and figured "Fuck it, stretch the limits" and I went for it. I'm glad I did.

Each round wouldn't be easier than the next but with my breath control, it helped keep my body moving with solid form and let the speed of the movements flow naturally. It became meditative and the world around me was a blur but I was aware of what I was doing in the workout. I picked up the pace on some exercises in the later rounds but I wanted to stay strong even when fatigue set in at times. When I noticed there were 2-3 rounds left, it was like a second wind came over me and was cruising through them with complete control and intent. 5 Exercises, each for 45/15, 9 times. Brutal.

At the end, when that high kicked in. Holy shit. Everything felt calm, peaceful, vibrant and strong. It was like being on a whole other planet where nothing went wrong, there was no chaos, no stress and sure as hell no overthinking shit. It was a moment of pure clarity and in the present. Beautiful man. When you can have that kind of workout where you're busting your ass and you're being rewarded with that beautiful feeling, there's nothing like it. Being in that present moment and just letting it sink in. Those 45 minutes were tough at times but I knew I had it in me to complete it and know I've done enough that gave me something to accomplish and be able to go back home feeling like I just became a billionaire. 

That's the type of mindfulness these bands can provide when you put in the work, finding out what you're made of and killing it more than you thought you would. Workouts like this will do wonders once you've built up to being able to handle it. At first, going for 15-30 seconds and resting for a minute for a few rounds is more than enough. Every few workouts or so, add a bit more time, rest less and before you know it, you're rocking it working like a madman and resting only to change positions. 

Pick exercises you want to do and work them while being in control. The band will let you know if you're fucking up, it doesn't discriminate. If you don't respect it or get sloppy, it's going tell you something and you'll feel it. Key things here: Control, Breathe and Move with focused intent. With those three things and using a progressive system, you can skyrocket your conditioning to levels you didn't think existed. Your body will be more fluid, durable, mobile and flexible, not to mention explosively strong, fast and powerful. 

Come and grab a band at dopamineo,com. Use my code POWERANDMIGHT and go kill it just about anywhere you can set it up. Stretch your limits and remember those three key things. I'm rooting for you and I'd love to hear about your training or if you have any questions about the bands. Head over to my LINKTREE where you can find my email and social media outlets. Looking forward to chatting with you. 

The Hill And You

 It can be a love/hate relationship and sometimes you just want to quit but when you push because you know what's at stake, you find out what you're capable of. Now that can be a lot of things in life and some will take it to extremes even to the point of extreme conditions to prove how tough they are but in the end, there has to be balance amongst the chaos. For this specific reason I'm going with Hill Sprints here.

When you're at the hill and you sprint up that son of a bitch like your life depended on it, there's a lot of things going on that many don't realize. The hill can be your best friend or your worst enemy depending on how you do it and treat it as such because believe it or not, that hill is like a coach. I teaches you what you're doing wrong, how to correct your stride, how you proceed with the right speed and how to apply the strength of your fortitude to its demanding presence. If you have someone to go sprinting with, that's great and you could push each other and encourage each other but even that is rare to find unless you're training for a sport like Football or Wrestling or MMA. The majority of the time, a Hill Sprinter is by him/herself, locked onto a specific goal with nothing but the clothes on their back, the surroundings and the ground they're sprinting on.

Hill Sprints are of a different animal than other forms of Strength Training or Interval Training. The hill fights you and wants you to not be able to tackle it's angle or dimensions. It doesn't want you to succeed but you push on anyway. It can be intimidating and it can even speak to you saying "you can't beat me, I'll make you feel like you're dying inside" or something along the lines of "Try me and find out what it feels like to know you need everything just to even get pass me by a few yards." It doesn't discriminate, it doesn't care where you come from, it doesn't matter what color, creed or if you're a world champion, it will beat you to a metaphorical pulp if you let it get to you. 

As of late, I've completed about 70 Sprints so far in my training and it doesn't get any easier. I've had to reduce the number of sprints because I did sense something wrong after doing too many of them too soon and that hill was laughing in my face. I still managed them but I was going back home on fumes and my body was in shock along with shot to shit. When I reduced the number to 5 sprints instead of 10 per session, things felt better, I felt stronger both during and after. The hill taught me a valuable lesson and that's to never underestimate its ability to kick your ass and ravage your ignorance. I don't sprint at 100% cause that would only be a few seconds and my legs would be shot, I sprint just hard enough to go for 10-15 seconds to hit that sweet spot. That gives me the opportunity to show that hill that I'm listening to not only it but to my body and finding that balance of going hard but not to the point of possibly getting hurt. 

The progression is simple and I nearly found out the hard way that simplistic progression and not all out high number of sprints is the way to go. I'm not Walter Payton or a Shamrock or Brock Lesnar, I can only be me. Right now I'm in the final week of doing 5 Sprints per session, by next week I'll be going after 6 for a max of 4 weeks and then add 1 more and so on and so forth. I don't bring my cell, I don't bring a backpack or water bottle with me, just the clothes I wear and the shoes on my feet to get me there. Walk to the hill, do my sprints, walk home and that's my workout. Depending on how many sprints I do, door to door takes about an hour or so from the time it takes to get get there, sprint and go back. There's beautiful trees, a cool park nearby and nobody bothers me unless they honk their horns driving by to cheer me on or give me a thumbs up. It is seriously one of the friendliest places I've ever been in. Most of the time with people coming by, I just nod and have us both be on our way. 

The hill I run on is a hill where my grandmother-in-law lives next to and it's a hill that leads up to the mountain where my Father-In-Law lives. Beautiful hill to even just climb up and there's a little trail on the side of the mountain that overlooks the road leading to the lake. Nobody bothers anybody, very civil and very little of the time you see an asshole drive by or some nutjob trying to see how fast he can go in his pickup with a MAGA Sticker & Gun Rack on the window. Always careful where I'm at and aware of any cars coming by cause the lane is barely small enough for a bike. When I walk back down to recover, I shift over to the ditch on the side. 

It's not the steepest hill but it is fun to sprint on and every now and then, you get some deer close by just sitting or looking on. If you like Hill Sprints and have a hill near by, use it to the best of your abilities, just be careful depending where it is. Keep being amazingly awesome and hope you have a great start to the week.