Lifting for 6-26-9

Girl and I went to a lake yesterday. It was a little cloudy, but the sun felt so nice. I think I’m actually a shade darker for once. I’m smart, I’ve been putting my fedora over my face when I lay face-up, as I know our faces tend to get a lot of sun as it is. I love my fedora.

She’s out in DC right now at a conference of some sort. She’s the superstar intern. We miss each other, but it’ll be fine. I just got off the phone with her. I figure I’ll use the time to myself to change the oil in Clarissa. Seriously haven’t gotten around to it.

Day A
Workout III

Squat:
5 @ 95, 135 lbs
3×5 @ 165 lbs

BB Bench:
5 @ 65, 95 lbs
5, 5, 4 @ 120 lbs

BB Row:
3×5 @ 115 lbs

Gotta say, this is so less stressful than that fat loss shtuff I was doing. Oh, it was effective. It was hard. But it was stressful and not something you looked forward to. I enjoy that I can take my time with these workouts.

I warmed up better, and my left hip felt a little odd through my warm-up, just eccentrically. But as I went through my sets, it went away. Form seemed okay, though I don’t know if I was holding the arch in my back. Hard to say. I intend to increment the weight slowly. I want to be able to do the weight for depth with good form. I never make quick progress and I never keep significant progress. So. I tell myself to be patient, goddamn it.

I did the rows first because guys wank to doing chestwork. A joke with myself. Definitely prefer barbell rows to the t-bar rows. Something about how you’re holding yourself up with the weight in your hands. Very organic.

I didn’t like the bench I was using, as the notches are higher up, making it seem like I have to press up higher. It’s psychological. I left the last rep of the last set in the hole, as I wasn’t feeling confident.

I think I’ll go kill some zombies before I head to bed. Left 4 Dead = fun.

Oh man, eight years ago today I graduated high school. Disturbing.