After two hours of sitting through parents night at gymnastics, I was given permission to retreat to my man cave and lift. OK, it wasn't exactly like all that, but generally after I miss my window of opportunity right after I get off work there is no time for a session left in the day. I think Meg saw the frustration in my eyes after an hour of watching Blake flop around like a jellyfish on the gym mats. Sheesh! The kid just doesn't want to try at anything that resembles athleticism. Oh well. I'm sure he'll come around.
Turned out to be a good session. Worked standing millitaries up to a final set of 170 for five. Then supersetted some side raises and reverse grip DB curls. followed it all up with a five set EZ bar curl pyrimid. Haven't done that many curls in ages. Seemed kind'a silly, but really painfull at the same time. Fun stuff.
2 comments:
Dude, i too was a jellyfish. Let him see how much chicks dig the gaming type, who can (and does) quote dinosaur trivia with no provocation at all, and he may just decide the couch-jockey life is for geekier d00dz.
hehehe... I love reading your posts c-man... I have to agree.
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