Happiness is a choice. Whatever is happening with me and this sleep bullshit, it has no impact on who I am, or how I treat others, especially the people I care about. It shouldn't change my view of the world, or make me pessimistic. I'm still the loving, driven and overly optimistic sonofabitch that I've always been. And that's never gonna change. I choose to be happy, not some depressed piece of shit that you scrape off your shoe.
Thanks Anna for reminding me of that (in not so many words). I love you.
PS - I did squats yesterday. Here are my sets.
12/9/11
Squats - 3 sets
135x9 (warmup)
185x6 (warmup)
245x5
235x5
235x5
Looking back on this blog, I haven't squatted since November 10th. Christ. I think I may begin sacrificing weight to get more exercises in. For example, doing cleans and bench press in the same day. My bench would suffer (if I did cleans first) because I'd be tired, but I also wouldn't go so damn long in between each exercise. Squats and shoulder press? Deadlifts and rows? I dunno, I have to plan it all out. And I'm not the best at planning.
Since I hadn't squatted in such a long time, after my warmups my groin and glutes were all sorts of tight and strained. It all worked itself out in the end though.
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