Daily Recap for 3-3-6

Hrm. I was going to start by announcing that I’m tuggified. However, I was immediately distracted by a photobucket plug to the right of this white block of whiteness where I’m typing. Being able to “hide” it doesn’t make me feel better. So I went to the Contact Our Staff and quickly hashed the following out:

Now I realize adding features is cool. Some people may not know how to host pictures. Some people may not know html.

However, I know the “add a quiz!” won’t show up on my paid account. And I know I can turn off the html editor. So I’m a bit puzzled why there’s a little photobucket plug to the right of my empty entry window.

You get my point.

-Timmy�

I’m the type of person that prefers minimalistic html, or at least the illusion of efficiency. It’s why I love gmail. You know that computer in the lab that doesn’t have a mouse? Gmail suddenly became incredibly easy to use because IT ALREADY HAS KEYBOARD COMMANDS PROGRAMMED INTO IT. As opposed to Yahoo, where you have to click tab a million times to get anywhere useful. I don’t really use the gmail keyboard commands, but I vaguely remembered where the keys were to go up and down. The message I wanted was selected, so I hit entry. Three keys! Without even being sure of what I was doing, and I got right where I wanted to be without a hassle. Yet another reason Google will take over the world, hopefully in a loving and efficient manner, as opposed to the way Microsoft would prefer selling us software that doesn’t work.

But I digress.

I woke up around 4:30 AM to pee. I hope you’re all happy. I got up with my alarm at 7:30, had a tall glass of water and peed. ..Not in the glass, in the toilet! *nodnod* Waited an hour. Put water on for oatmeal. #2ed on the can (and peed!). Ate said oatmeal. Believe I peed one more time before leaving. Again. I hope you’re all very happy. But, it’s all good because my kidneys are quite clean!

Went to class. Was minimally annoying! Excited about working out (don’t you wish you had my excitment?) I wrote out this weekend’s intended workout, complete with sets, reps, and weight. Something to strive for. Oh. Oh! You know what it’s time for? TODAY’S WORKOUT! Colon.

BB Overhead Press 7,7,4,3 @ 65 lbs
BB Bench Press 8,6,5 @ 80 lbs
Back Squat 3×8 @ 125 lbs
Calf Raise 3×10 @ 125 lbs
Hip Abductor 3×10 @ 90 lbs

In previous months, I kept doing other things because I felt like I had more gas in the tank. I can positively tell you that since I added more sets, I was contently exhausted after only this push side of the split. (This is a good thing, by the way.) .. (You know, the real reason I’m doing a split on the weekend is because I’m guarenteed to have weight training class on Monday and Wednesday. Doing a split is the only way to ensure that I working out both Friday and Saturday, without fatiguing myself.)

I forget what I was going off of when I decided to try for 4×7 for the overhead press. I’ve done 5×5. I think I’ve done 4×6. Was it 4×6? Whatever. I hit seven for the first two sets. I noticed myself struggle for that fourth rep of the third set, and without a spotter, I smartly racked the weight. I had a moment, “You didn’t finish the set…” I was about to lower the weight. Then I realized, “Hey. No shame. You pushed yourself as far as you could go and stopped. Do the fourth set for as much as you can, we’ll get 4×7 next week.” So I did.

I swear, I’m just not that negative at the gym.

I’ve done 3×8 @ 75 lbs for the bench press, so I figured a nominal 5 lb increase wouldn’t be much trouble. Maybe it’s the natural tendency for the chest to be stronger than the shoulders, but I feel more in “control” of the weight when I bench as opposed when I shoulder press. I just seem to have more reserve energy. Bet it’s due to the rotation in the shoulder when you do overhead presses. …Whatever, I’m just babbling now.

I was kind of surprised I actually finished 3×8 @ 125 for the squat. I had written down “overhead squat” prior to back squat, but promptly scratched that out, reckoning that my arms were too fatigued to hold up the weight. Racking the weight, I said to myself, “No shame in not finishing the sets. Just do what you can.” And I did. Good depth, watched my knee stability. Good pace. I’m ten pounds short of squating my own weight. That may not seem significant to anybody but me. It means I’m ever-so-closer to doing a one-legged squat. You know that maneuver where you put your one leg out horizontal, and squat down one leg (without falling over)? That would be a fun party trick.

“LOOK AT HOW BUFF I AM!”

*squats on one leg*

Now if only I could juggle…

I’m thinking if I go back a one-day schedule (free from my weight training course), I’ll ditch back squats for a while and practice my overhead squat. I’ll just deadlift enough weight so that my legs get hit hard enough. I’ll probably still do calf raises with the bar on my back anyway. I really like doing that. Anything you do freeweight is infinitely better than a machine. You try doing calf raises with 125 pounds on your back, you also have a factor balance into the equation. My balance is almost to the point where I may want to try doing them with one of those wooden blocks I see around. You know, range of motion and all.

Have I mentioned my quads are exploding? I wish my deltoids would explode! *rubs his deltoids* Have I mentioned my deltoids are my favorite muscle? You’re just not buff unless you can LIFT INANIMATE OBJECTS OVER YOUR HEAD! …Part of the reason I want to practice overhead squats.

So I showered nakie, dried my hair slightly, and relaxed in the suanananana. Why do people sit in the sauna fully clothed? I don’t understand that. How do they feel that I’m there, completely nakie? Frankly, it makes me ever so slightly uncomfortable! It’s a place of nudity, now BE NAKIE!

I almost didn’t diner, but thought I should anyway. I realized I didn’t want to do my spanish in the diner. So I said to myself, “Okay, let’s not. Go relax.”

I was writing in my journal at a random booth. Some people have regular spots. I have a regular area. I’m not picky. My favorite waitress came by with hot tea and milk. I said, “Oh, is this for me?” She said, “You wanted it, right?”

WOO HOO! I mean, I know what it’s like when you’re working in a food place. You just get an eye for when customers are coming. Hell if I know where she was when I walked in. She obviously saw me coming a mile away. I miss doing that at Panera, getting shit ready before customers even hit the counter, but I digress. She asked if I wanted a menu, I said no, and, and.

SHE KNEW MY ORDER! This chick rocks. *laughs* She also got me a second tea without me asking. Shit, I haven’t had service like that since Chi-Chi’s was shut down. No, seriously, I used to judge tip based on whether drinks were refilled without us asking, or them coming by to ask us. I’ve since downgraded my expectations. So. Damn. *giggles* Plus that manager that’s a little hand-happy. He’s not scary, he just puts his hand on my shoulder when he’s walking past me. He shakes my hand and asks me how I’ve been.

I ate while vaguely watching Days of Our Lives, giggling to myself at how absurd it is. I could watch soaps if I had no life, but I think I’d sooner read Immanual Kant. ..Okay, maybe I won’t go that far. Inside joke with Cliff. Whenever Cliff is feeling demotivated, he whips out Immanual Kant’s Critique of Pure Reason, only to remind himself, “Oh god, anything is better than reading this!” Wrote a little in my journal, then read a rather short chapter in the Bertrand Russell book. Thank Zeus I’ve taken metaphysics, as he started off the chapter on whether we survive death by stating simply how he is not the person he was yesterday due to cellular changes. (Well, imagine more I’m Smarter Than You words and such.)

Should I quote Sir Bertrand Russell? It’s only a few lines. From his essay “Do We Survive Death?”, in the book “Why I Am Not A Christian.”

“All that constitutes a person is a series of experiences connected by memory and by certain similarities of the sort we call habit.” – Lord Russell, pg 89

“…It has been found, in the scientific investigation of nature, that the intrusion of moral or aesthetic values has always been an obstacle to discovery.” – Lord Russell, pg 91

“Dr. Barnes tells us that man ‘knows right and wrong.’ But, in fact, anthropology shows, men’s view of right and wrong have varied to such extent that no single item has been permanent.” – Lord Russell, pg 92

“In one of Aesop’s fables, a lion is shown pictures of huntsmen catching lions and remarks that, if he had painted them, they would have shown lions catching huntsmen.” – Lord Russell, pg 92

“Of men in concrete, most of us think the vast majority very bad. … Are these abominations, and the ethical doctrines by which they are prompted, really evidence of an intelligent Creator? And can we really wish that men who practiced them should live forever?” – Lord Russell, pg 93

Remember kids, Lord Bertrand Russell is smarter than you. I’ve never read anybody so goddamn straight-forward. As I’ve said before, he sounds like ME!

My bill was 5.99. I tipped $2.50. I simultaneously worry that it’s not enough, and too much. *shrugs* I get magical things like her bringing me a second tea without me asking. Other waiters and waitresses will just refill the cup. She and Diego will give me a new goddamn teabag. I’m sure I’ll have more Diego stories in the future. I remember all the times we’d be out with Erik, and he’d ask for more tea by saying,

“Teabag me, please.”

…*bursts out laughing*

I came home and tried to do a nude tripod. (I don’t even remember who asked, so don’t ask.) Failing that, I decided to photograph my hairy balls. Yeah, and what do YOU do with your Friday afternoon that’s so much fun?

Went out with the `rents. I decided not to argue with my dad’s choice of… IHOP. *cringes* He’s so going to continue going there when he becomes a senior citizen, isn’t he? He already is an annoying person. “Can I sit over there instead?” He’s the only person I know who complains about where he’s seated. I just sit someplace and don’t really care. If anybody wonders why I complain so much sometimes, it’s because of him. *twirls finger*

I peed before I tuggified myself, which was after I took pictures of my hairy balls. I need to pee now. Will take care of that eventually. 8 PM. Hrm. Will probably down two glasses of water to cleanse my system before I retire for the evening. Cleanse the SYSTEM OF A TIMMY. *nods decisively*

As I said, I already have tomorrow’s workout written out. Mmmhmm. Oh, today, I did five minutes of cardio to get my heartrate up. Nothing major, I just feel better knowing I’m not having my heartrate shoot up fast during lifting. Trust me, when I start bingeing on cardio, I’ll write about it. I should change the sheets on my bed. No reason, I just know how lazy I get about it. And.. vacuum! Yes. I should suck the floor more often, so it doesn’t turn into a huge dustfest in here.

:: finishes off his apple cider ::

I think I’ll go pee now. I LOVE PEEING! Wish me a long crystal clear stream of urine!