Tuesday, June 9, 2009


Today's weather sucks, and seems to be matching my mood. Sorry folks, if you're looking for an upbeat read, this isn't it today. It's stormy and miserable outside, and I'd say that's a pretty accurate description of where I'm at right now. Have you ever wondered how someone or something can have such a major impact on every aspect of your life...how it can be so draining that you don't have the energy to bother with anything else? When is it time to cut your losses and walk away? And how do you know when enough is enough? People always say to trust your instincts and follow your heart, but sometimes your instinct and your heart aren't exactly in tune with one another. So, how have I decided to cope with things? Good old avoidance....I just don't. Aaahhh, yes, thank god for training and alcoholics who can't help but drink and drive now that the warm weather is approaching. That being said, let's continue to avoid together, shall we?

The end of last week was pretty busy. I ended up working later than usual on my already late Thursday night. I trained back Friday night because I knew I would have enough time to train and do cardio Saturday in NYC (I figured I'd be better of skipping chest than back). For whatever reason, I was feeling kinda froggy at the end of my workout on Friday and decided to try deadlifting. I had no game plan other than to just get a feel for the movement again, since I haven't done them in 2 months. I started off light...135 for 15, 185 for 12.....ok, felt pretty good. Let's go to 225 and do an easy 5, and easy it was. So, I went to 275 knowing that it would be a bit of a struggle, I figured I could squeak out 5 reps....JUST KIDDING! Three reps, and I was out....fucking hamstring. I still think I'm going to incorportate them into the end of my back workouts now. I'll keep the weight lighter and keep the reps around 10. It's so upsetting that I can't hammer away at an exercise that was once my favorite and probably my best lift.

Saturday, I worked at the Species booth all day at the Atlantic States. And, as usual, it was a long, but fun, day. I even got lucky enough to have company during my mid-day cardio, which was nice and meant I didn't have to be completely anti-social by leaving the Species group, since have of them came with me. It turned out to be a later night than I thought, and I didn't get home until nearly 3am. I hit shoulders Sunday morning and arms last night, both pretty good workouts. I'm looking forward to this weekend because I have absolutely NOTHING going on. I don't have to drive anywhere. I can get all my workouts in without rushing, and I can catch up on some much needed sleep. Now, I just wish I could get a vacation from my own head...

1 comment:

  1. i hate that crappy kind of weather.

    holy deadliftin batman!