Did you have a good Thanksgiving? Did you stick to your diet, or did you have a cheat meal and gorge yourself? Was your gym open in the morning? Did you get a training session in? Did you see your relatives? Watch football? Well, we have a saying at my house: Nobody Cares But You. So please do not post your Thanksgiving exploits in the comments. What’s that? It’s a little late for a post mentioning Thanksgiving? What’s that? It’s been 2 weeks since i posted? Too bad. NCBY.
Here’s yesterday’s training:
Squat: 45×4, 135×3, 225×2, 315×1
Partial Squat #17 (halfway down or a little more): 385, 425, 455×1 (10 lb PR, goal at this height is 600)
harder than it should be because i went down very slowly in an attempt not to do what I did with 425 i.e. come crashing down and bounce off the pins
(supersetted squats with band pulling)
Behind The Neck Press: 45×8, 115×5
I been doing this before bench and worked up to a not too bad 160 lb single the other day but today went light because i actually missed my first rack bench yesterday
Bench: 185×3, 255×1
Bottom Position Bench #19 (like the upper third): 315, 350×1 (5 lb PR, missed 360 yesterday a lot of the presses have been easy, so I overextended and then didn’t have time/motivation to redo; goal at this height is 460)
Sumo Deadlift: 135×3, 205×2, 265×3,3 in 16 seconds
so you do this 265×6 = 1590 (volume) then you divide by time (16) = 99.4 which is the “power” and you keep the weight the same until you can beat your old power record.
Father next to me at jiu-jitsu will not shut the fuck up and just starts telling me things. “Got some new dog food the other day, gonna try that.” “My daughter stayed up too late last night.” “Taking the week of Christmas off from work.” So then I say, “Oh yeah?” to be polite and he then elaborates. “It’s the expensive kind but it’s good for worms.” “Her and her sister were watching a movie.” “I put in for it in January just to be sure.” NCBY NCBY NCBY. Look ,exchange pleasantries in the first five minutes of the class, then let me fucking type okay? Finally had to just say only “mm” or nothing at all and bang the keys to get him to leave me alone but he still kept trying. Glad i made a pattern of sitting next to him every time so now if I don’t everyone will notice because all the parents sit in the same spots always.
Still have not found the charger for my camera. However, my wife pointed out to me that “IT HAS AN ATTACHED USB THING THAT FOLDS OUT YOU IDIOT” (for charging on a computer). Expect videos soon.
3 acres of rakable lawn. 2 years since the yard has been raked in some places. About 50 trees on the property or hanging over it. On a corner so all kinds of shit blows in, much more than blows out – at least in my biased opinion. This is World War I. I am the German army, with better technology (I have a leaf blower), and better tactics. On the other hand, the enemy has nearly unlimited resources and can just throw men at me. The lines are barely moving.
Also international opinion is against me. The assholes from the City Works Department and the Trash Company only pick up my yard waste when they feel like it. My father-in-law wants to burn the leaves. My wife is against this for environmental reasons and because my son has asthma. He doesn’t want me to call the trash company or city works dept any more (“That’s not how it’s done in the South”) Also because I was ranting and raving within earshot “I’m going to call those jerks and yell at them” and out of earshot: “Everybody from the South is lazy and stupid.”
Me: Sorry, I didn’t know you were standing there.
I wasn’t really going to yell at them on the phone. He technically owns the place for now – so i have to do what he says. He doesn’t want me to put bags of leaves roadside anyway bc it’s “bad for the environment”. We’ve compromised that he’ll take the leaves to the back of the property and dump them in a compost heap at the edge of the woods. So my passive aggressive retailiation to this compromise is that I now have 50 bags of leaves behind the house in addition to a pile about 10x10x10 and will work like a madman to generate a similar quantity daily until he grows tired of pushing them across a bumpy field in a shitty old wheelbarrow, then gets yelled at by the women for allowing leaves to pile up behind the house.
The Coming of the Third Reich by Evans was inferior to The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich – or at least offers very little new at 3x the price and 3x the number of books you have to get IOT have the whole story. Discuss and argue in comments if you’re that kind of guy.
Reading a book called Dreadnought by Robert Massie. It’s basically about 1815-1914 and the buildup to World War I. It’s fucking awesome so far. And I still have like 970 page left. Learning a lot I don’t know, because my pre-existing knowledge of that time period is minimal. Like, for instance, did you know that Queen Victoria was King George III’s granddaughter? Yeah the Revolutionary War guy. But even more fascinating, she’s Kaiser Wilhelm’s grandmama. So basically this guy fought a war against his own family. Never would have happened if Wilhelm’s dad hadn’t
been murdered by a English doctor died of cancer 100 days after taking charge.
I owe Celica bench press advice that he won’t take, and to inspect his nonsensical videos as well as maybe a reply or two to some other comments but my internet on my desktop is not working and it’s pissing me off when the damn laptop is right next to it, but the laptop is too small and i can’t see shit or think straight because i’m too angry. G’night.