Sunday, February 22, 2009

Going To Extremes

Had I made this entry yesterday instead of today, it would have undoubtedly had a much more positive tone to it. Yesterday's quad workout was easily the best one of the week and had me in a good mood all day. It's amazing how something like that can affect your entire day. I always wondered if other people in the sport had the same feeling--that a good or bad workout could impact your day. Anyway, I finally made 210 for 5 yesterday, and it was clean and powerful. The reps were deep, and I exploded through each rep. I swear, I probably could have just gone home after that and been happy with my leg workout. After last week's ordeal with my knee, I was so scared to squat. But as I progressed through the warmup sets, it was painfree and felt fine. The rest of the leg workout followed suit after squats. I was stronger on just about everything and had a great mind-muscle connection. And now today, I have a nice pair of sore wheels. I love it. It's good to know that daily icing of my knee all last week really helped.

Oh yeah, the not so great part about yesterday was my weight. Down another .5 pounds to 143.2. I'm not surprised that this happened considering how my appetite's been, and I haven't exactly been forcing myself to eat. Yesterday's eating was probably the worst of the week, having only gotten in 3 and a half meals. But that has to be different this week. Today isn't looking too much better in the appetite department, but I'm determined to choke down all my meals if I have to. So far I'm doing ok's 12:30 and I've got 3 meals in already.

Now on to this morning's workout, if you could even call it that. As I would expect with my current personal situation, I'll have good days and bad days, and probably some really bad days. Today was a really bad day. Not only did I feel weak, but I had to take an intermission to go to the locker room and have a mini crying session. I don't understand why I can't keep it together for 2 hours to get through my workout. Part of my problem is that I can't get out of my own head. I have had a very hard time concentrating on anything for the past week, other than obsessing about the relationship issues. Anyway, I truged through the rest of it and finished what could be considered a rather unimpressive chest workout. Given that, I don't feel the need to rehash any numbers because they just weren't there today.

I'm hoping for a better week this week. If I can concentrate better, maybe I'll throw myself into some OT at work. God only knows I should do it now, because once I start dieting, there will be virtually NO night or weekend work for me, meaning that the drunks on my caseload will have 4 months of minimal supervision and they won't even know it...ha.

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