Recon Ron Pullup Program

You may know from my previous articles (like this one) that I like the Recon Ron Pullup program, mainly for two reasons:

1) It is simple to follow – you just read and do.

2) It is realistic in that the first set in a workout has the most pull-ups and the number decreases as you do the subsequent sets.

The program can be found here as a web page [Jan 2019 Edit. Page seems no longer available]. I recreated it here for those who may want it in a vertical format (with the weeks coming one below the other, rather than across). There is also a copy similar to the original one here.

I also extended the program by a few weeks.

For the sake of clarity, here are the links again. (Links will open in new window).

Vertical (Portrait) version of Recon Ron Pullup Program.
Horizontal (Landscape) version of Recon Ron Pullup Program.

Enjoy!

Goal: Do Twenty PullUps In A Row

The Goal
I will be turning 40 on September 11th 2014. That is 77 days, or 11 weeks, from today (26th June 2014). On that day, I want to do twenty pullups in a row. That is my goal.

The most I have done in one set is 19 pull-ups. That was in 2012, I think. I have since not done pull-ups consistently until I reached 20 pull-ups, though more recently – in April 2014 – I did 16 pull-ups (video below). So I have a goal and I have a time-frame.

The Plan
I use the Recon-Ron pull-up program. On the program, 20 pull-ups in the first set appears on Week 21. Counting backwards 11 weeks, I should start on Week 10 today.

Week 10 says 12, 9, 7, 7, 7. I should be able to pull that off.

Let’s see how it goes.

Keep working out!

Soccer

A group of men from our church organised a soccer event. It was no big deal, really, just guys (mostly in our thirties or so) coming together to play soccer on a Saturday morning. Some young men who teach children soccer at the church were around. They joined in and we played two matches. I noticed that the young men were in good shape – good body definition. I guess the running and jumping involve in soccer does them good.

A football (or soccer ball) icon.

A football (or soccer ball) icon. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I also noticed that I did not feel tired immediately, as happened when I played soccer about eight years ago. At that time, after a few minutes of playing, I felt so winded that I just wanted to lie down and breathe. This time I was okay.

I was surprised to notice that after jumping for the ball, it mattered how I landed.  Once or twice, I had to stop and let my ankle recover before I could run around again properly. I had not expected that.

The effects of the vigorous exercise came later. At night, my legs were paining. I later thought it may partly be because we did not stretch after the matches. We just sat down and ate. I don’t know why I forgot this. I usually stretch after running. Of course it was also partly because I have not sprinted for a while, choosing to skip instead, and even with that I have slackened a bit.

Let me say that our team won 🙂

Meanwhile, a friend of ours was admitted at the hospital with heart problems. He is overweight. Take care of your health, people. It may seem trivial when you are just being told about it and you are generally functional, but when it gets to a point where you are actually sick, it will no longer be a trivial matter. The financial costs, the emotional cost on yourself and your family. The thought that you could have prevented it will weigh on your mind.

Make the changes you know you should be making. If you don’t know what change to make, I can suggest one: If you are overweight, change what you eat. Specifically, cut out sugary drinks or start by limiting them to no more than one small glass in total a day, with the aim of reducing such drinks to taking them only once in a while.

Live healthy. Take steps today.

Rope Skipping Continued

After failing to skip 1,500 times in 20 minutes, I tried again

Wednesday, 19th Feb 2014
I set my timer in order to limit rest intervals
I managed to skipped 1,500 in 20 minutes, with 10 seconds to spare

🙂

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Monday, 24th Feb 2014
This time I used a simple countdown, without rest intervals specified.
I would need to skip 375 times every 5 minutes.
At some point there was a count discrepancy of 100 between what my wife had counted and what I had counted. I went with the lower figure.
I finished with 25 seconds to spare.
Did 70 extra

Rope Skipping

12th Feb 2014
My wife and I took turns skipping. I skipped, then she skipped as I rested and so on. She skipped up to 1,000 and I skipped up to 1,300. I did not really feel spent. I think it was because of the long breaks I had between skipping sessions while my wife skipped. I decided to have a time limit next time, so that the rest intervals are limited. I was timing my wife’s skipping and it worked out to about 125 jumps per minute.

SpeedRope

SpeedRope (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

15th Feb 2014
I set myself a target of 20 minutes within which to complete 1,500 jumps. I set the timer on my phone and started. Twice, I managed to do 200 jumps non-stop. When the 20 minutes were up, I had completed 1,340 skips. I could probably have met my target with shorter rest periods at the beginning. I was sweating and could feel that I had exerted some effort.

17th Feb 2014
This time I managed 1,425 jumps within 20 minutes. I believe I can manage the intended 1,500.

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Skipping/Jumping Rope

Last week, I decided to skip (jump rope) as my workout. My target was 1,500 jumps.

I got into my workout gear, took the skipping rope and started.

SpeedRope

SpeedRope (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The longest continuous skipping I did was about 180 jumps. (The most I remember doing was 350, one or two years ago).

When I finished the 1,500, I was still feeling quite strong and I was not really sweating much.
My wife joined me and skipped to 600.

I then posted on Facebook that I had skipped 1,500 times and urged my friends to try it this holiday season. One friend jokingly asked me how I was able to count 1,221  1,222… while skipping. I answered that I was counting 1,2,3,4,5…70…1,2,3,4…80 and so on 🙂

Some friends said that they cannot skip that much. One said he was unable to skip to 100 (or was it 50?!).

I think I will write a simple plan to get anyone interested to be able to skip up to 1000 times in a workout.

 

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Standard Chartered Nairobi Marathon 2013 Race Report

Background
My Standard Chartered Nairobi Marathon 2012 time was 2:53
My UAP Ndakaini Half Marathon 2013 time was 2:40
I was told you can usually predict your Stanchart (usually held in October) time by deducting 10 minutes from your Ndakaini (usually held in September) time, if you keep training well between the two runs. However, this time Stanchart had a new, tougher route.

My friend George and I have been taunting each other about Stanchart (and other races). Ok I have been doing most of the taunting and he has been declaring he will be ready to give me a challenge. He is a nice, non-combative guy like that.

After I beat him in Stanchart 2012 and mentioned him in my race report, this is what he said:

“Publicity is good, any publicity. Next year, the mention will be very positive. The George of October 2013 will be about 75kgs and pretty fast: 1hr 40-something minutes…”
03rd December 2012

George made the following one-sided bet:
1) For every minute under 2:25, he would give me KShs. 100/-. So if my time would be 2:20, I would get 500/-
2) If I beat him, he would give me 1,000/
3) If I beat him by 10 minutes or more, he would give me 2,000/-
(I am not sure if 2 and 3 above were separate).
The bet was one-sided in that I was not to pay anything regardless of my performance or his. I told you he was a nice guy.

(For some perspective for those not in Kenya, KSh. 2,000/- can buy a pack of 60 diapers for my son)

At first, I was fairly confident that I would beat George, then he took a week or two to prepare for this final showdown and kept posting reports of hour-long runs that he had done. I started getting concerned.

Meanwhile, friend of mine, a lady, was also preparing for her first half-marathon and she completed a 21km run/walk in 2.5 hours!

My sister told me that her best half-marathon time was 2:19. Her time that I had been aware of was 2 hours 30 minutes, and that had been my target time.

So here I was, I wanted to beat George, win some money, avoid being too badly beaten by a first-time lady half-marathoner, run as fast as my elder sister or at least reach my target time.

Oh, about George’s declaration, a few days before this Stanchart run, he reported that he was way off the target weight he had declared in 2012. Good for me! 🙂

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Just Before
I think I went to bed around midnight. I set my alarm for 5:50 a.m., so I was supposed to get about 6 hours of sleep. A little less than ideal, but not too bad. I had gone for a run on Thursday (which I was supposed to have done on Wednesday) and I could feel the effects of that run on my legs a little bit. I hoped things would be fine by race time.

I woke up a few minutes past 5:00 and maybe once before. I tried to go back to sleep and I think I slept a little, and woke up again a minute or so before the alarm, so I waited for the alarm to start the I pressed Ok before it made a sound and woke up our son. I wanted to sew the hole in the past-knee-length shorts I normally run in, but the hole was a bit too big. And I did not find a needle and thread anyway. I put on other shorts. I also did not see my headband. Yeah, I know, prepare these things the night before.

I woke my wife up and she made me a big bowl of oats. She kept insisting that I pin on my race number, lest I end up trying to pin it after the race has started. it drops, etc. She drove me near Nyayo Stadium. I took the oats as she drove. Do I not have a great, supportive wife?

I was a bit concerned that I may have to pee during the run.

I got out of the car at 7:07 a.m. by my phone and started moving towards the assembly area, stopping to pin my bib. I actually jogged a bit, partly because of the time, and partly to warm up. It was cold. I did not see George.

Off We Go!
The official clock seemed to be ahead of mine, because the countdown to the start started when my phone was saying 7:23 a.m., I think. The countdown was stopped, as apparently some people had started before the gun went off. Some orders to runners to move back and so on, a much shorter countdown and we were off.
7:27. I started my timer. The expected crowding at the beginning but the crowds thinned out. I thought there were very many Indians running. There were also small children. I thought the race was for 18 and over? (I checked later and yes the rules say you must be over 18).

I had a plan and had set my interval timer (I will write about it soon) accordingly. Run 20 minutes, walk for 2 minutes, repeat 7 times. That would be about 153 minutes. I also did not want to hold back as much as Jack pointed out that I did at Ndakaini.

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As usual, there were all sorts of people running. There was an Indian lady in a full sari, another lady in a jeans skirt that was about ankle-length and a man running with and leading a blind runner by the hand. There was also a group of apparent Gor Mahia (a football club) fans singing as they ran. It would probably be fun to run and sing with them, but would definitely be slow for me. I was just behind a tall white dude during most of my first run interval. When I stopped to walk, he ran on ahead. I think I only saw him once thereafter. There was a boy who looked Chinese or Korean or something close. I saw a dreadlocked guy with red headphones.

The route had several turning points, as you approached each turning point, you could see those who had already passed the turning point running in the direction opposite yours. I looked out for a few minutes for Jack as we approached the first turning point, which was on Haile Selassie Avenue. I did not see him and I decided to stop craning my neck.

Soon after we entered Kenyatta Avenue (or was it Harambee Avenue?), I saw what looked like the leaders in the race running in the opposite direction. Oh, I thought, I am not that far behind the leaders. Then I realised that it was not that simple. We had to run along Kenyatta Avenue, turn, run back up, then turn into Koinange Street, turn, run back and rejoin Kenyatta Avenue. So the leading pack was quite some distance ahead of me. Sigh!

The weather was great! Cloudy and cool.

Water. And Chips
I approached the first water-point and I grabbed a bottle. I put my phone in my pocket and opened the bottle. I was about 12 minutes into my second run interval. I took the water and poured some on my head. I usually don’t do that. I think I did it coz I see people doing it. Some water sprinkled on my bib, which has the timing chip. I feared that the water might damage the chip and my time would be unrecorded. Then I thought the foam around the chip must be to protect it from such things. Oh well.

I cast the bottle aside (near a collection point, I think?) and fished out my phone. Damn! The timer had stopped. I pressed this and that to reset it such that it would start from around the time I had covered so far, but it was no longer the same.

There was a lady in uniform standing at the corner of Kenyatta Avenue. Maybe National Youth Service. She was rather curvy. I found that unusual for a lady in uniform. She was pretty too.

George!
As I approached the turning point at University way, I thought, If I saw George on the other side, I would feel pretty discouraged. I ran on. Then I heard someone call me from the other side. It was George! I was near enough the turning for me to speed up and catch up with him. He said he had seen me earlier. He had seen me walking and felt very happy. Then he had seen me taking water as well and making calls. I told him that walking and taking water are not bad for me (as they are for him. He says if he does either he is usually unable to run any more). I explained about my timer and subsequent fumbling with the phone.

We ran on a bit, then George said “Let me fall back a bit”
“You know if you fall back, that’s it” I said “Or you have a strategy?”
He gave some response or other and I left him.

It’s You Versus The Road
There was the dreadlocked guy with red headphones again, already heading back towards town.

At the ascent at Museum Hill, I ran up a bit then thought ‘This is not training, no need to wear myself out.’ So I walked up a bit.
Along Forest Road, we reached a stretch that had only a tape separating the runners moving in opposite directions. There was a girl walking along this tape and looking behind occasionally. She was moving in the direction of the next turning point. I thought she was going to cross over the tape and join the people who were running back. And she did.
I saw a guy walking barefoot, carrying his shoes in his hands. I wanted to ask him why, but I did not want to seem concerned when I was not going to help him. Plus I tend to avoid starting conversations with strangers.

Another water point was situated near the 12km mark (there was a sign) and I took some more water. There were also portable loos, but I was fine.
“You can poop here, madam!” someone shouted.
There was a turning point just after the water point.

Ahead of me, I saw a lady and a man walking on our side of the tape, but heading towards the turning point. I thought they should be told to walk on their side. Then the lady just turned and started moving in the same direction as us. Cheat. I saw George a few minutes later, heading towards the turning point. We acknowledged each other.

As I began crossing the flyover at Museum Hill, the Gor Mahia group was beginning the Hill’s ascent, still singing.

Still around Museum Hill, a number of people were crossing a road to avoid reaching the turning point, which was maybe just 200 metres away. Some of the guys near me persuaded one to come back and just reach the turning point. Another refused and took the shortcut. I said, “If you can’t do 21km, just sign up for 10km.”

I tried to estimate the distance covered so far. I was feeling pretty good. No aches or pains or anything like that. I figured we had maybe covered 2 km from the 12km mark then I saw a sign that confirmed my estimation.
“This sun is coming out,” said a guy next to me. “14km.”
“67% done,” I said
“We are almost done” he said.
“The distance remaining is half the distance you have covered,” I said.
We ran on. I stopped to walk.
He passed me saying “Strong! Strong!”
I resumed running and a short distance ahead, I passed him as he walked.

I did not strictly follow my plan, but I was conscious of the times I walked and limited the duration of those walking sessions. A few times I resisted the temptation to walk. This was the real deal, not a training session where I could pause the timer to catch my breath. The official clock was running relentlessly. So I kept moving.

The route took us through Uhuru Park, where sat a group of uniformed women singing a hymn, I think, rather beautifully. Up Kenyatta Avenue and onto Lower Hill Road. Lower Hill Road had a gentle but long ascent. I think I walked most of it. Another water point. I almost did not take the water, then I thought there may be no more water till the finish and I may regret not taking it here, so I took some.

A City Clock stood near or at Bunyala Road. The time as I passed was around 9:17 a.m. 2 hours had not passed. I stood a good chance of me meeting my target time, at least. Up Aerodrome Road to yet another turning point. I decided to run the entire distance from that turning point to the next. I guy in front of me stopped running and started walking. “Let’s go! Let’s go!” I told him. He (I think it was him) caught up with me and we ran a while, then he gave up again. I ran on. I saw the girl who had crossed the tape at Forest Road.
I saw a sign saying 20km and said to myself Surely I can run the entire last kilometre.

The Stadium
At the entrance of the stadium stood a car with a timer in top. It said 2:38. Really?? That cannot be. I felt a bit disheartened. I entered the stadium. The public address system had music playing that reminded me of those scenes in movies where the silhouette of a weary soldier carrying a gun can be seen against an evening or morning sky following a great battle. It was nice, actually.
I ran the final lap, onto the finish mat and exited my timer so that I could see the time. 9:39. 2hrs 12 minutes. Maybe the timer on the car had said 2:08 not 2:38. I guess we will have to wait for the official results. George later pointed out that maybe it was timing the full marathon, which indeed started 30 minutes before the half-marathon.

I gave in the slip with my name (for what purpose?) and collected my medal (you did not need to give in anything to collect it). There was no free Lucozade, but there was free water.
I saw Philip, who had earlier told me he hoped to finish in maybe 1:50. He did not know how long he had taken since he had no watch. He had also been thrown off by the timer on the car. We asked a lady to take photos of us with my phone.

I met my former classmate Juma, who said he had taken about 1:40. I went to a stand where you could do an eye test – the ones where you read letters of the alphabet of increasingly smaller size. I could read them. (There was one letter I was not sure was D or G or something) I called my wife and told her how I had done (in the run, that is). I walked about the stands for a while, looked people I knew, with little success.

I went home feeling pretty good.
I had slashed more than 35 minutes from my StanChart 2012 time and 28 minutes from my Ndakaini time. I had also almost certainly beaten George and surpassed my target time by 18 minutes. But let’s wait for the official times.

My wife had a congratulatory card for me 🙂

Jack’s Report
Maq’s Report
I still don’t know how the first-time lady did.

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Updates – Wednesday, 16th October 2013

Wednesday, 16th October 2013
I think I have not done pullups on the pullup bar for two weeks!
I was a bit concerned that I may have been losing some of the gains made. My other concern was that I have not been eating as well as I should.
I was therefore quite pleased when I did 16 pullups in the first set.
I struggled with the last one, but managed.

Then I did
7+2+1+1
9
9
7+2

Later, I did a run of 4 x 10 minutes.

Updates

My tracking of my workouts has been a bit erratic the past few days.
Wednesday 28th August 2013
Did not workout on Wednesday, save for 50 squats carrying my 10kg son, done with breaks.

Thursday, 29th August 2013
15 min continuous run. 90 sec x 4 with 1 min rest. Included uphill sections.

Did some pistol squats at night, a total of 10 per leg. I think I should increase the number I do.

Friday, 30th August 2013

Line art drawing of push up.

Line art drawing of push up. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Did 40 press-ups within a minute, and total of 25 more in the next two minutes. The goal of 75 push-ups within three minutes seems tough to reach.
Did pull-ups as follows:
13+2
7+3
9
8
7+1

Tuesday 3rd Sept 2013
Running
15 min?

Friday 6th Sept 2013
Pushups and squats

Saturday 7th Sept 2013
22 min run followed by 4 x 90 sec

Monday, 9th Sept 2013
40 pushups in 1 minute!
62 in 3 minutes

Wednesday, 11th Sept 2013

15 pullups in one set, wide grip
8 +1 +1 – about shoulder width grip
9 – parallel
8 right palm facing me and left palm facing away
7 + 1 right palm facing away and left palm facing me

I decided to go and do my final run before the Ndakaini Half Marathon that will be on Saturday. Since today is my 39th birthday, I decided to attempt 39 minutes. Yes, that is a leap from 22 or 24 minutes, and is against exercise guidelines, but why not? At a minimum, I wanted to do 30 minutes.
So off I went, After a five minute walk, I started running, slowly, knowing that I had a long way to go.
The tough part was the uphill sections, and thinking I still had like 20 minutes to go! But I was keen on getting the 39 minutes done, so that I can be able to say “When I turned 39, I ran 39 minutes non-stop.” Failing and attempting later would mean starting again from 0 and running a fresh 39 minutes.
I added an extra stretch to the route I normally take, so that I would not get back home before the 39 minutes were up (and also to explore).The plan did not work fully. I reached the gate of where I live about 2 minutes before time was up, so I ran on past then back and I did it! I completed a run of 39 minutes and about 44 seconds! This is the longest I have ever run continuously. Even when I used to run 5 or 10 kilometres regularly, I used to run a maximum of about 30 minutes non-stop. I actually felt that I could have gone on longer, but I was satisfied with my achievement.

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Half Marathon Training and Other Updates

My friend George and I have been having some sort of rivalry, and I told him I would beat him in every race that we both took part in. There is Ndakaini Marathon coming up in September and each of us intends to beat the other in the half marathon. Our mutual friend, the Running Writer, promised whoever beats the other KShs 500/=. In addition, he promised KShs 2,000/- to whoever finishes the half marathon within 2 hrs 25 minutes. I have been building my running endurance so that I can ensure I beat George and so that I am better prepared for the Ndakaini Half Marathon and the Stanchart Marathon in October, than I was last year.

I have been working out fairly consistently in the last five weeks or so. The Running Writer told me to be updating this blog for accountability. I will try to do that, and I will also stop slacking in sharing other fitness stuff I come across.

So here is what I have been up to. (I currently work at home, so I sometimes work out or run  during the day).

Sunday, 25th August 2013
Did run 11 min, rest 1 min, x 3. The hill was tough, but I was glad I did the full minutes required.

When I got home, I was hesitant to do Friday’s pullups, since I was rather spent after the run, but I did the 50 required.

User:Extremepullup performing a standard dead-...

User:Extremepullup performing a standard dead-hang pull up (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Later, my wife, our son and I went to a nearby shopping centre. One of the shops there had pushup stands on sale for KShs 2,500/-.
They also had something else that I did not recognise. When I asked the shop attendant, he said those were wrist exercisers.

Monday, 26th August 2013
I did 50 pullups. Was supposed to do 15, 10, 9, 8, 8.
I only did 13 then two more in the first set.
I did 6 then I think 2 and 2 for set two.
I did the other three sets as specified.

Later, I did bodyweight exercises – push-ups, pistol squats, squats.
I did 35 push-ups in one minute then added 15 diamond push-ups (not in one set) to make a total 50.
My current goal here is to do 40 push-ups within a minute without getting up.

After a while, I tried to do something I recently read somewhere – a total 75 push-ups within 3 minutes, taking as many breaks as needed. I only managed 55, but this was after the 50 done earlier. I will try again when I am fresh.

English: Pfc. John Jones, Troop B, 3-89th Cav ...

English: Pfc. John Jones, Troop B, 3-89th Cav Reg, performs as many regulation pushups as possible in two minutes on Mountain Field. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Tuesday, 27th August 2013
I tried the push-up challenges today. I managed 40 push-ups in one minute, took some breaks but only managed 62 in the 3 minutes. This was partly because I got a bit lost in thought during one of the breaks.

I went running and did 11 minutes x 3 with 1 minute breaks between runs.

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