Exerbabble for 9-17-7

Today’s Workout:

Deadlift:
3 @ 45 lbs
3 @ 135 lbs
3 @ 185 lbs
3 @ 225 lbs
3 @ 245 lbs
3 @ 255 lbs
3 @ 265 lbs (3RM)
F @ 275 lbs

Alternating Sets:
BB Shoulder Press
3 @ 45 lbs
3 @ 95 lbs
7×1 @ 105 lbs
Weighted Chins
1 @ Wide-grip
3 @ 25 lbs
7×1 @ 35 lbs

(Usual stretching.)

post-workout bodyweight: 157 lbs

Didn’t feel like doing my normal workout, so I decided to have some fun. This is my idea of fun! Pulled triples until I hit failure. I forget whether 3 @ 265 lbs is a 3RM record or not. I mean, if I’ve done it before. If I have, I matched it. If I haven’t, it’s a new record. I budged 275 lbs, but nope. I can’t say I minded, I already felt pretty good about myself. My butt hurt a little afterwards. Ha ha.

My rest was whatever I felt like. I went a little quicker with the presses and chins, as I just “felt” like I was ready.

I decided to do singles until I either hit failure, or felt like stopping. Seven sets later.. Ha ha ha. It’s a different kind of fatigue when you’re doing singles like that. Most of my presses went up really slow, but I still managed to lock out. All of my chins were really good, I might have been able to do more, but I know I sometimes suck at chins. Better to err on the side of caution.

I was really late getting out this morning. What normally takes me an hour took me three hours. I already knew I’d miss Victoria in the morning. By the time I finished showering naked, I knew I had precious little time to eat, do some homework, and head to class. I ended up eating on my way to the library. That’s harder than it sounds, as it’s a lot of steps to get up from Lot 3.

I was pleasantly surprised to discover Victoria waiting for me after my class. As I say, all I want is a little attention, and a little affection. And so, I continue to be rather content. I still feel a little tired from yesterday. Did being stuck in drive-thru for six hours really drain me that much? I’ll definitely try to get more zone-out time this evening.

As planned, I’ll take a few days off from the gym. Saturday at the earliest, though if I know what’s good for me, I’ll stay out until next Monday. I really need to watch my fatigue level this semester, I can’t afford to push myself too much.

By the way, for those that can’t read my shorthand, 7×1 means seven singles. Get set with the weight, press it overhead once, lower it under control to my shoulders, and rack it. Or, in the case of chins, just do a single chin with a 35 lb plate attached to me via a belt. Repeat seven times. It was seriously so much fun. My mind was completely clear, no distractions at all.

Anyway, as always, time is precious. Becki canceled on me this evening – I was to show her a new workout. I’m not terribly disappointed, but I did tell her a month in advance that I’d be free today. Aside from maybe doing it tomorrow evening, I’m not free again until next Monday evening. Seriously.

I have some chem homework I want to tear through, and I think I’ll get my second sandwich out of the van. (And banana.) But first, I think I’ll go downstairs (I’m in the library) and poop. One of the best places on campus to poop. I don’t want to be full of shit when I stalk Victoria.