Did I wake up this morning with the ability to straighten my arms? Yes sir!
You know, I may be getting a bit old…sadly that is the only reason it could possibly take a week to get over a workout. What misery!
I went to the gym yesterday…chest and triceps…so far no pain. Chest workouts are limited by my healing wrist, I’m only lifting 75% of what I used to the entire time feeling that my wrist is going to snap…it’s less fun than it sounds…
I did do it though, the gym, and I warmed up on the bike and ran on the treadmill after lifting. Ya, running on the treadmill is a loose description but I’m doing what I can. I’m sure it looks like an overweight zombie chasing a pork chop. I’m not talking about one of those world war Z zombies either.
I didn’t eat yesterday until 10 am, the fasting thing. Seeing as I had already been to the gym, 10 was pushing it…I had a sausage on a protein pita at that point…it’s like a brunch but not as much fun, let’s call it Fanch. No need to give the first food you’ve had after starving a nice name like brunch.
Maybe I am a zombie…anyway…
I made a big batch of the men’s health chili and had a bowl of that around 3. A closed out the day with a marvellous juice…and some beef jerky.
I’m down 7 pounds in 7 days…
Oh Oh…I actually picked up the guitar and studied a bit of coding yesterday! All my resolutions are in order.
Quote of the day:
Joel: Is there any risk of brain damage?
Howard: Well, technically speaking, the operation is brain damage, but it’s on a par with a night of heavy drinking. Nothing you’ll miss.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind