Dawn

got up before the sun this morning for a fine iron session.  Started a new 5/3/1 cycle today (which should have been Monday's workout but everything metal was glowing white hot when I got home yesterday)  Looks like I'm just going to have to become a morning person again until sometime in September.  did Militaries: 5 x 160, 5 x 170, 5 x 180.  fairly easy.  95lbs log presses, 4 sets of 12 super-setted with lateral raises.  HURT.  then I did various curls until my wittle arms would curl no more.  not a bad start to a new cycle.  I would really like to run this afternoon, but the world around me is scorched and smoldering and I don't want to run in that.  B is supposedly getting his new shiny EliteFTS rack and weights in today.  So I think I'll go over and drink Arrogant Bastardo with him while we assemble it.  Perhaps he shall use it to reconfigure his manorexic form into a solid slab of intimidation that his daughter's boyfriends will always be looking over their shoulders for.  Only time will tell.  (hehehe...)

I am the Walrus

Worked up to a whopping 240 for five on bench yesterday (I love deload weeks).  that was fun and tingly, but then I killed it on the accessory work.  Four sets of 12 incline DB press with 65ers supersetted with 4 sets of 10 dips with 25lbs on.  haven't done any incline bench pressing in forever.  Those hurt like a sunuva-B.  then three sets of 20 triceps pressdowns supersetted with a bunch of pushups.  I was all good and sweaty after that. Then I went in and cooked up some really nice salmon filets and mashed cauliflower.  Not a bad day of it.  did a half hour run this morning.  I'm still getting passed by pissed off slugs in the fast lane, but I did notice thats its getting harder to push my heart rate up and keep it around the 150 mark.  Perhaps that's a sign of some kind of improved health or something.  Or maybe my watch needs a new battery.

:)

Oatmeal

Crazy

This week has completely gotten away from me.  did an hour run on sunday.  deadlifts on tuesday morning.  havent done anything healthy since.  My diet is OK, but that's been a pain in the butt as well.  Its like if  I'm not on a structured "DIET" then it becomes ok to cram down any crap that crosses my path.  I wanted to run yesterday, but apparently not bad enough to actually go do it.  Perhaps today...who knows.  Maybe Jesus will come back in a few minutes.  that would be even better!

One up

so yesterday I had eggs and beef for breakfast.  Not so bad.  At lunch a sales rep came by and wanted to go to lunch.  I had left my lunch at the house, so this appeared nothing less than a financial blessing.  for some reason I ordered a pulled pork sandwich.  It was yummy, but quite bready.  I figured it was justifiable because there were tiny green slivers of jalapeno in the gigantic bun.  I spent the afternoon farting and suffering from abdominal cramping when I realized that we were doing a swim party for Blake's birthday right after work and that we were having homemade pizzas that I  had prepared the night before.  I thought I would skip the cheese pies, but by the time we got to the eating part I was starving.  Oh, and I'd had three beers to this point so my self control factor was a bit blurry.  I ate two pieces which is equivalent to roughly two lbs. of dough, meat, and cheese.  by the time we got home I was too bloated to sit on the floor and untie my shoes.  it was terrible  I got out to the barn for about an hour just to move around a bit and that helped.  But anyway, it was an upleasant reminder of why my life is better without bread and beer.  20 min run and spinach and eggs for breakfast this morning!!

2sDay

Did a one hour run this morning.  Went better than I imagined it would considering the squats yesterday.  Apparently the squat session was feminine enough to not produce any lingering pain.  Decided to head east this morning just to spice things up.  Much to my surprise, every hill in West Texas is directly east of my house.  Made for a great run and my faithful running partners (Honey and Cocoa) enjoyed it immensely.  I've never been much of a dog lover, but I've got to say those two creatures have become my friends.  They're always ready to go, and they never whine or complain about their problems, the weather, or the time of day.  They just want to run wherever I'm headed.  I think I could learn a lesson from my dogs.  I've really got to quit worrying about where I'm going and just start enjoying the ride to wherever God is leading me.

Forced reps

finally made it into the gym on Sunday to do Friday's bench workout.  I am having so much trouble finding motivation right now.  I've gone through this a thousand times and I know I can work through it, but I'm just tired of constantly having to force myself into the gym, but knowing that if I don't I'll just destroy myself in a bottle.  It's like I need to take a break from lifting for a while and find a new sport, but I haven't a clue what that would be.  I love lifting, but my head is so far from it right now.  Not to mention I'm apparently in a downward spiral towards weakness that is honestly depressing the crap out of me.  I can't figure out why I'm losing strength.  I've had plenty of bad days in the past, but this is getting ridiculous.

Bench:
5 x 265
3 x 300
2 x 335

Put the log in the rack to do some flat bench with it.  Kind of a fun change up but I still hit a wall that pissed me off.  Did an easy set of ten with 175lbs.  Put 225 on and couldnt budge it off the pins.  I don't get it.  I need a bike I think.

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Just writing this crap earlier today put me in a different frame of mind.  I still didn't want to go out in 103 degrees and do squats, but i felt like I had called myself out.  If anyone I know had told me they felt they way I wrote above, I would have immediately offered them some kind of vaginitis ointment.  So anyway, the squats went better.
360 x 5
410 x 3
460 x 3
Yip.  I tripled that which I could not pull of the ground once to save my life.  That was about it for the workout and I'm good with that.  I'm gunning for a hour run in the morning.  It'll probably be easier with semi-not trashed legs.

Purge

I haven't been shut down by dead lifts like yesterday in a very long time.  I can think of quite a few excuses, but basically I just couldn't dig deep enough to find the strength.  I forgot my lunch yesterday so I had to find something on a three dollar budget.  Although the corn dog and fried burrito were satisfying, they were not very nutritious.  Not to mention the re-introduction of greasy bread into my bowels was a bit of a shock to the system. And, as many calories as they cram into those things, it isn't very sustainable.  I was starving by the time I got home, so I crammed in some cheesy wheat crackers and a glass of milk.  Two more items down the hatch that I haven't consumed in nearly a month.  It killed the hunger pains so I headed for the gym.  It was roughly 102 with all the doors open.  I was sweating by the time I got the bar set for my warm-up.  Anyhow, I worked up to 385 for 5.  No problem.  410 for 3 felt luxurious.  Loaded 460 for my single ( I fully intended to get at least three out of it).  NOTHING! I couldn't budge it.  I thought, "What the poo!!", and I stepped away to collect myself for a moment.  Tried it again with every confidence that it would go up, but I got burned again.  Needless to say, I was a bit disappointed with myself.  I had no desire to lift any more weights at that point so I changed clothes, powdered my yam sack, and went for a half hour run.  This went much better except that my heart rate was all kinds of jacked after the lifting, the 20 mph cross wind,  and the Sahara-like heat.  Every time I looked down I was running over 170 bpm and would have to slow down to a near walk/trot to get it back down to 150 bmp.  Got back to the house and felt somewhat redeemed so I rolled the tire out and did five quick sets of three flips to re-engage the central nervous system and reclaim my man card.  I don't think I've ever slept as hard as I did last night.  I had planned to run again this morning, but that was out of the question by the time today rolled around.  Bench press tonight.  I brought a really good lunch today, so we'll see how that works out.  Happy Friday to all.

The Heat

Got in my military press workout on Tuesday. Went pretty well considering that I worked out in the  morning un-breakfasted.  160 x 5, 180 x 3, 200 x 4.  Then I decided to dust off the log and get my four sets of 12 with it.  didn't put any weight on it, but still fought to get every rep in. It weighs 85lbs.  Followed that up with a bunch of standing straight bar curls supersetted with the preacher curls.  Failed heinously on the last set of preachers.  both of my biceps feel like they're torn in half right now.  Probably wont make the dead lifts any more pleasant tonight.  Oh well.  No pain, no gun show!!! yeah.

butterfly scat

Finally made it back out to the gym yesterday.  I don't know how a week nearly slipped by without getting under some weight.  I spent time yesterday thinking about  my plan of attack and what I'm currently trying to accomplish.  Ended up dropping all of my maxes down by 20lbs or so and recalculating the lifts.  I've realized that right now I'm not so concerned with challenging heavier weights.  I wanna get healthy and drop some more flab.  so I need to get consistent.  And I know from past experience that I can do that by adjusting my program to the point where the weight is still beneficially heavy, but I know I can nail it and move on to the accessory work without fear of injury or a mental beating when I miss a lift.  As a result, I had a great squat session and completely torched my legs.  But I was able to get up and do relatively pain free run this morning and keep my HR just above 150 for 35 min.  haven't check my weight in a few days.  I'll get back to you on that.