If I had to choose one area in my training that made the biggest difference in enhancing my performance and keeping me injury free during my playing career it would be: single leg training.
Of course I think bilateral (performed on two legs) exercises like squatting and deadlifting are vital, I mean I didn’t get the nickname “Quadzilla” from watching the weights pick up themselves, but it was the single leg work that was the game changer.
Think about it, the majority of life is spent on one leg: walking, running, jumping, change of direction or cutting in sports all happen on one leg. Therefore it only makes sense to train on one leg....
Recovery is arguably the most important piece of the puzzle when it comes to performance.
Yet, it is often the most overlooked component of training.
We live in a world where there are so many demands on us to be more, do more
and we give so much of ourselves to others that we forget to take care of ourselves.
There is a saying "You're only as good as you are recovered."
Meaning if you’re only 60% recovered from your previous training session then you will only be 60% ready to perform in your next training session.
Therefore, if you are constantly worn down, fatigued, injured then you clearly aren’t able reap the benefits of your training.
Many of us mistakenly believe that it’s the actual training that makes us better. In reality though, our training is breaking down our muscles. It’s the quality of our recovery where we reap the benefits of all our hard work in the gym....
When I was ten years old I remember my dad making my brother and I polish our boots (the term that most soccer players use for cleats) the night before our games. Back then boots were actually made of real leather and more likely to fall apart if not taken care of appropriately.
We had a shoe brush, black polish, and mink oil to protect them from rainy weather. We were expected to spend at least 30 minutes on this task every night prior to our match the next day.
I was pretty sure
positive no other 10-year-old kid was polishing her boots on a Friday night. However, in the Lindsey household this was the norm.
My dad wasn’t the type who was going to sit us down and help us with our math homework – he was the type who was going to teach us life skills his way, through the game of soccer....