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2.22.2006 Fuck, I'm tired. But I worked out -- 25 minutes on reclining bike, 3 x 10 bench presses, triceps presses, overhead presses, standing lat pulldowns, and I can barely lift my arms right now. But I did it, and now as soon as I finish uploading this huge file for a client, I can go take a shower and crash. Yeah. |
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2.21.2006 Okay, then -- 3 x 10 lat pulldowns, 3 x 10 dumbbell rows, 3 x 10 back hyperextensions, 3 x 10 dumbbell curls and 1 x 10 deadlifts (no weights, and only 1 set because I did something interesting to my knee earlier and it informed me it wasn't happy with deadlifts), plus a viewing of R. Kelly's video "In the Closet" that had a completely unsurprising cliffhanger, given the video's name. I don't feel like quite the wuss anymore, although I still want to crash like nobody's business. |
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I am really, really, REALLY trying to convince myself to go down to the weight room and work out. Not that I don't want to -- I do -- but I'm so blasted tired, even after a apres-work nap. And earlier was even worse -- I was so tired I'd started stuttering (which usually only happens when I'm absolutely exhausted or so enraged that my speech center has battened down the hatches and is sitting in the bunker waiting for the bombs to stop falling). And I want to write. But I'm too tired to come up with anything useful. But going to the weight room will help because some cardio and lifting will wake me up. But I want to go to sleep at a reasonable hour tonight so I can get a full night's sleep. But I already put off yesterday's lifting, and I want to do it today so that I can focus on doing tomorrow's lifting tomorrow. Fuck it. The weight room it is, and God help anyone who tries to talk to me. |
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Bad Mellie, indulgent weekend, no new gym gear. Yes, I didn't work out over the weekend for absolutely stupid reasons, and ate food that I had no business eating. However, I didn't gain any weight, so go me! I also didn't do yesterday's workout because from 4:00 PM to bedtime I was running -- shopping, cooking dinner, doing contract work, cleaning up the kitchen, taking the boy out to a movie, hitting Walmart for a new watch and various detergents, and suddenly it was 1:00 AM. Granted, I did set the alarm this morning for 5:30 AM in a virtuous attempt to get up and work out -- and when I realized at 3:30 AM that there was no way I'd be getting up at 5:30 AM to work out because I would be an exhausted zombie from sleep deprivation, I decided, "Um, I'll do it right after work." What I really need to do is get permission to use the gym in the basement here. Must investigate that some more, yes yes... |
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