My alarm went off at 2:15. I almost broke my phone to turn snooze button the shit out of it. After a couple of minutes, I opened one eye and glared contemptuously at the bright luminescence that is my proverbial connection to the world abroad. “Get up.” I’m almost positive I was the one who said that…but it could have been the phone.
I took a rest day yesterday. Today was supposed to be a rest day. I had convinced myself yesterday through some sort of irrational rationalization that it would be better to stay home and rest. I ended up tossing and turning for four hours before finally rising and headed to work. What was the point? I did not really rest. I checked in on FB, previewed some work emails, checked my bank balance, etc. I didn’t rest. I just laid in bed and pretended to be productive.
Today I ran 2 miles at 19:28 on the treadmill. I never trust the time on a treadmill. I believe they are great training devices to learn how to set a cruise speed and just go for long periods of time. I do not believe they relate a real representation of speed and time compared to what would be performed on a track. In other words, I can run a 2 miler much faster than 19:28.
Since I didn’t do “arm day” yesterday, it was now “arm day” today. I prefer to blast arms with simple exercises, varying the lever length occasionally dependant on how my shoulder feels. (Left shoulder wasn’t feeling too bad today; a bit of twinging but no sharp pain.) What did I do: shoulder flexion – 10 reps at a light weight, progressing from 7.5 to 10 pounds; curls in ladder fashion, starting with 10 pounds and progressing to 30 using all available weights in between at 10 reps; skull crushers starting at 40 and progressing to 50. All exercises performed in circuit fashion until I had that feeling of…”yeah, I’m done.” What is that feeling? It’s a burn, dull and achy, a bit weak, there’s sometimes this loose feeling in the joints. It was just time to be done.
I moved on to the cable machines for some specific tricep work. Mostly press downs, but with varying grip handles. I prefer the rope handle and the V looking one. 10 to 15 reps, varying the weight to maximize effort but also ensuring that full contraction was achieved. I mixed a few cable curls in there, but super minimal with those. Big arms mean big triceps.
I’m glad I kicked my ass out of bed this morning. Tomorrow is a for real rest day.
Weighed in at: 160.