Anytime I come home from work tired, broken down, head aching, I should automatically know that I need to hit the gym. Its just so bloody counter intuitive. Mostly I just don't want to workout when I already feel like poo. Nevertheless, I trudged out to the iron at around 9:30 last night to beat away the blues. Amazing how well it works. I was a different person when I limped outta there. A happier fellow with reason and purpose, if you will....
Deadlift: 390 x 5, 420 x 5, 445 x 5
Sumo Deadlift: 225 x 10 x 5. No belt, overhand grip.
50 reps with the ab wheel thingy.
This morning I got up and ran 5 miles in about 56 min. I'm still not breaking any landspeed records, but I am really enjoying the running again. It doesn't hurt so much anymore. At least not after the first twenty minutes it took to loosen up from the deads.
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Man i look forward to looking forward to running again. Today was a perfect day for it. There's just something about this town that makes me want to go into the house and push a heavy bookcase in front of the door. And i don't even know why. It's just a little hick town. But i cannot seem to make myself pull on the runnin' shoes and go. But that is an inspiring deads workout. Sounds pretty dang meaty. i'm gunna try to get that workout in tomorrow before i head home. Nice work. Keep up the inspiration, eh.
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