A friend of mine recently asked if I lift weight. I do. When the Covid pretty much shut down the gyms I didn’t. Now, I do, again. Only, now I don’t go to the gym.
I bought a weight bench and some weights and workout in my garage. Turned out that my home gym is less expensive than an annual gym membership. For sure I don’t have all the fancy gear but I do have enough.
I’ve also changed when I lift. Rather than in the afternoon I lift in the mornings four days per week. You can believe during those days at some point while practicing archery my arms are going to feel like they’ve done a lot.
Today was no exception. I lifted weights this morning. The morning practice, 100 arrows at 60 yards, was fine. The afternoon session, 50 arrows at 40 yards was misery. Usually the afternoon is a minimum of 60 arrows with a maximum of 120 arrows. I quit at 50 arrows.
The last end of 10 arrows wasn’t too awful. Five 10s, one 9 and four 8s. The four 8s at 40 yards is, of course, a sign. The more obvious sign was pulling through the shot. One in ten draws were where I had to let down and start over.
To be fair it was a particularly arduous weight lifting workout on this morning. On the prior day of weights and shooting at forty yards I didn’t land any 8s. Today it was different.
I felt I could have worked though the stiffness in my muscles. I decided against it. Over the past 3 days, the time since my last recovery break, I’ve flung 526 arrows. On the last end, at 50 arrows, a Kenny Rogers song popped into my head. The lyrics were, “you gotta know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, know when to walk away and know when to run.”