I got to the gym around 4:45 to workout. J was there and I was tellin him about it. He asked a few paramedic type questions...then jokingly said, "You probably have a brain tumor!" I laughed but I didn't think it was funny as that exact thought had crossed my mind. I decided to just wait until 5:30 and workout with the evening class, but I wasn't feeling good. I was slightly nauseous, but I figured it was "nerves" about the workout because I knew it would be hard. I was right about the "hard" part.
It was tough from the get go, but I KNEW I could finish. I didn't think about my eyes or my sick stomach...I just ran...and deadlifted...and lunged. I finished strong with the fastest time of the day. I didn't think I could beat D's time from 6AM. He's young and strong and I watched him go pretty much non stop, so I was really happy. When I collapsed on the floor...trying to recover..I noticed something. My vision was back to normal. How weird is that?!? I guess I needed a swift kick in the butt to straighten out my vision!
Here's a video demonstration of a single leg KB dead lift. They are harder than they look and they will make your booty BURN!