Daily Recap for 4-6-6

Almost didn’t feel like posting. But then I remember, “If you don’t post, you won’t remember a damn thing about today.”

I started my day with some All-Bran. A serving size of that fiber-blast is a half-cup. A half-cup of All-Bran barely fills the bottom of my bowl. Sufficive to say, it went through me in about forty-five minutes. That’s faster than it takes a binge of water to make me feel like I need to pee.

I had some objectives for each of my classes. There was something I needed to do for the “team” I’m in for Systems Analysis. Granted they’re lazy with checking things, but at least I did it. I did that at home while eating a banana. At the café, I finished up some Spanish homework. No, it wasn’t everything that was assigned. It was something dealing with negative words, something I hadn’t commited to memory. After that, I dealt with child psych. I much prefer blue-booking an exam than typing something up. Typing for school makes me far too perfectionist.

Ate at the café. All things considered, the average sandwich is better for me than a lot of things I used to eat.

I ran into Colleen at some point, with Angie in tow. I think I owed Colleen an ass-smack, but I’m having a hard time remembering why. Not like it matters. She likes having her ass smacked. However, I decided to save it for another day. I’m patient.

Systems Analysis was relatively painful, as usual.

My nose dripped all through the spanish exam. I wanted to get it over with so I could go blow my nose. I was half-paying attention when I realized I was actually reading in spanish. That scared me for a moment. My favorite part of the exams are always the end, where you’re given a free prompt to write about something. Just use a little of recent vocab, a little recent grammar, and have it make sense. I can’t fathom studying spanish without understanding the proper translations.

The questions picked for child psych were in my favor. Really made me miss those philosophy exams. Remember the general header, jot down some ways things interact, and otherwise wing the fuck out of it. If you have half a brain (most people don’t) you’ll be fine. This exam was much more regurgitation. I like exams where you can have an opinion, so long as you can freaking back it up logically. I can back my shit up.

Uhhh.

My hamstrings are a little sore. Must be because I FIGURED OUT MY DEADLIFT YESTERDAY. Debating whether to lift tomorrow. I think my stamina is just fine, cold permitting. I know I feel better afterwards. I think. Logically, if my hamstrings are sore, I can work out, avoiding heavy hamstring work. Active recovery. I’ll just do back extensions rather than deadlifts. Grawr. I mean, the rest of me feels fantastic. (Lingering neck tweak aside.) Funny how you can feel fantastic and tired at the same time. I should sleep good tonight.

I’ve been doing more reading on periodizing. As in, more exerbabble. Percentages would probably annoy me. I’d be better served just thinking in terms of light/moderate/heavy. Doesn’t need to be more complicated than five or ten pound increments for most things. The point is to keep your body from adapting, so that both recovery time decreases, and strength increases. I realize it won’t make much sense to the common person, but if you keep doing the same consistent movement over and over again, eventually your body will adapt and decide “Okay, that’s all.” But if you keep switching it up, relatively speaking, your body will grow stronger trying to compensate.

There’s a logic to it, trust me. It’s why it’s good to change routines now and then, but within that cycle, it’s good to vary sets/reps/weight. I think I’m ready to try flirting with it. Microcycles, mesocycles, and macrocycles. Oh baby, I’m getting pumped just thinking about it.