Oh fuck lifts
So I really really hate starting back up with lifting after not doing it for 9 months.
They're so fucking pathetic to where they were.
My deadlifts weren't too shitty, I got up to 80#, but my form was starting to break down on the last few reps and my back was starting to arch. Hopefully when deadlift day rolls around again on monday, I'll have that nice beginner gain thing going and be able to knock out 80# deads with perfect form.
My rows were absolutely pathetic. I started with the bar, knocked out two sets at 45#, and then needed to drop to the 30# preweighted bar for the last three sets.
My mil press though has managed to grow since I last started lifting. Started with dumbbells, and wound up knocking out two sets with that 30# preweighted bar no sweat at the end. My delts are killing me now, though.
And my quads are still sore from squats on monday. Squat day again is Friday, so hopefully they'll be better by then. Or at least good enough to knock out a few 70# squats without having me keel over.
My gym is awesome though. While warming up on the eliptical, there were two Planet Fitness-y looking types. You know, the sort that seem to think a workout is jogging slowly on the treadmill. They were working with a personal trainer who had them doing all sorts of goofy aerobics shit for a solid ten minutes, and then she comes over with two preweighted bars. And looks at them and goes "and now we're going to do power cleans." And she demonstrates a power clean, and one of them goes "so it starts with one of those deadlift things you showed us?" I'm at a gym where the PT's actually know what the fuck they're doing and have even the cardio bunny types doing lifts. I should have expected something like that from a gym that has two trap bars, three squat racks, and machines that look like Rube Goldberg designed them, but it makes me so happy to have PT's that know what they're doing.
And my diet was awesome today too. Three eggs for breakkie, chicken with mushrooms and rice for lunch, and garlic ginger chicken with rice for dinner. And I'm doing a good job of breaking my coke addiction-I only had two cans today, down from being able to slam a 2L bottle over the course of a day. I really should switch to diet, but...meh. I guess I should go back to drinking the Dew, cause I love Dt Mtn Dew. Diet Doctor Pepper is pretty good. I've also switched from sugar in my coffee to splenda, which helps a lot. Considering that I put like, 4 tblspn's of sugar in my coffee, switching to 5-6 packets of splenda will save me like 400 calories a day.
And I'm posting these here for posterity, and so that I have something to keep me motivated. These are me this morning, my "before" pics, so to speak.
Now, time to settle down and write some Knight Rider fic. Hard to write the rest of Tempting Fate though, considering that the whole plot of that is paralyzing Michael, and I'm all like "yay, exercise!" It's either that or write the AU of an AU of an AU. Sorta. I mean, I took the premise of Chasing Midnight of turning Kitt into a human (only in mine he's actually a legit human, not an android. Well, a human that had an IDE port plugged into the back of their neck. (I find it amusing that KITT is a giant IDE drive. And yes, I was that much of a geek that i paused Soul Survivor to verify that it was, in fact, an IDE cable coming out of his CPU) But I get to where I want to insert a sex scene and I just...it's like the characters stop, turn to me from the page and go "Not happening."
Or finish what has to be the weirdest smut I've ever written. Pretty much Michael winds up blue balled, Kitt gets jealous when driving through Nevada Mikey decides that if paying for things relieves the issue of being blue balled multiple times over the past few weeks than he'll pay for it, and instead Kitt decides to talk him through things so to speak.
...this fandom is consistantly making me question my sanity, and I love it.
They're so fucking pathetic to where they were.
My deadlifts weren't too shitty, I got up to 80#, but my form was starting to break down on the last few reps and my back was starting to arch. Hopefully when deadlift day rolls around again on monday, I'll have that nice beginner gain thing going and be able to knock out 80# deads with perfect form.
My rows were absolutely pathetic. I started with the bar, knocked out two sets at 45#, and then needed to drop to the 30# preweighted bar for the last three sets.
My mil press though has managed to grow since I last started lifting. Started with dumbbells, and wound up knocking out two sets with that 30# preweighted bar no sweat at the end. My delts are killing me now, though.
And my quads are still sore from squats on monday. Squat day again is Friday, so hopefully they'll be better by then. Or at least good enough to knock out a few 70# squats without having me keel over.
My gym is awesome though. While warming up on the eliptical, there were two Planet Fitness-y looking types. You know, the sort that seem to think a workout is jogging slowly on the treadmill. They were working with a personal trainer who had them doing all sorts of goofy aerobics shit for a solid ten minutes, and then she comes over with two preweighted bars. And looks at them and goes "and now we're going to do power cleans." And she demonstrates a power clean, and one of them goes "so it starts with one of those deadlift things you showed us?" I'm at a gym where the PT's actually know what the fuck they're doing and have even the cardio bunny types doing lifts. I should have expected something like that from a gym that has two trap bars, three squat racks, and machines that look like Rube Goldberg designed them, but it makes me so happy to have PT's that know what they're doing.
And my diet was awesome today too. Three eggs for breakkie, chicken with mushrooms and rice for lunch, and garlic ginger chicken with rice for dinner. And I'm doing a good job of breaking my coke addiction-I only had two cans today, down from being able to slam a 2L bottle over the course of a day. I really should switch to diet, but...meh. I guess I should go back to drinking the Dew, cause I love Dt Mtn Dew. Diet Doctor Pepper is pretty good. I've also switched from sugar in my coffee to splenda, which helps a lot. Considering that I put like, 4 tblspn's of sugar in my coffee, switching to 5-6 packets of splenda will save me like 400 calories a day.
And I'm posting these here for posterity, and so that I have something to keep me motivated. These are me this morning, my "before" pics, so to speak.
Now, time to settle down and write some Knight Rider fic. Hard to write the rest of Tempting Fate though, considering that the whole plot of that is paralyzing Michael, and I'm all like "yay, exercise!" It's either that or write the AU of an AU of an AU. Sorta. I mean, I took the premise of Chasing Midnight of turning Kitt into a human (only in mine he's actually a legit human, not an android. Well, a human that had an IDE port plugged into the back of their neck. (I find it amusing that KITT is a giant IDE drive. And yes, I was that much of a geek that i paused Soul Survivor to verify that it was, in fact, an IDE cable coming out of his CPU) But I get to where I want to insert a sex scene and I just...it's like the characters stop, turn to me from the page and go "Not happening."
Or finish what has to be the weirdest smut I've ever written. Pretty much Michael winds up blue balled, Kitt gets jealous when driving through Nevada Mikey decides that if paying for things relieves the issue of being blue balled multiple times over the past few weeks than he'll pay for it, and instead Kitt decides to talk him through things so to speak.
...this fandom is consistantly making me question my sanity, and I love it.