You’re getting good advice from people who know what they’re doing, but I’ll still throw a plug in for 2 days a week with a squat/bench day and a deadlift/press day, plus accessories. This is my go-to when I can’t commit to 3-4 days a week training, and it’s always worked well for me.
What’s the reasoning behind this?
You end up going down a rabbit hole. Assistance is important, but not in the sense of adding weight to a few exercises.
A quick update: there’s nothing to update. Life keeps coming along and disrupting my gains. Terribly inconvenient. I’ve given myself an extra day off next Friday because I can see some tough times heading down the track.
Tough times with lifting or just in general? Feel free to dump on us, we can take it.
Tough should probably read busy. Labour budgets take a big hit as of tomorrow, which tends to mean a lot of extra work.
Work for today:
Press: 3 x 5 @ 52.5kg ss pull ups
Giant set (5 rounds):
12 x btN press (30kg)
20 band pull aparts
3 pull up
20 plate squats (25kg)
1 x 15 banded triceps pushdowns
20 walking lunges
20 air squats
Nice presses!
Thank you.
I still feel piss-weak at them, but I’m aware this stuff doesn’t happen overnight.
In unrelated news, this little fella came out to join me last night. Sat there and watched for the whole session, then scuttled off at the end. He even moved out the way for me to get to the plates.
Are those things normally so docile? I mean, he could have been A) sizing you up as a potential meal/mate, or B) slowly dying and hoping for your assistance.
Or maybe it just thought you were swole.
Usually they are rabid and will maul you at the first sign of weakness. @dagill2 is lucky to be alive
It probably saw those presses and said “ah hells no!”
I have actually been bitten by a hedgehog before, I’m probably the only person in the world that’s happened to.
I’ve heard their eyesight is bad, but not that bad.
I am actually slightly worried in that I didn’t see him leave. I had a good look round before I left to make sure he wasn’t hiding under all the stuff piled up in the garage, but I’m not 100% sure I won’t find a dead hedgehog in there on my next trip.
Or worse, never find it but sure as hell smell it!
Why doesn’t this surprise me? How the hell does one get bitten by a sweet little hedgehog?
I was pretty young (it was at my first house, so under 8 for sure), and I saw one in the garden. Just stayed to watch it, thinking nothing of it, and it just slowly wondered over to me and bit my toe. For the life of me, I don’t remember why I didn’t move.
Come to think of it, I was once bitten by a rat. But in my defense…rats are dicks.
Had a good laugh at the banter here!
I really like hedgehogs, they are so incredibly adorable! My dog once found one in our garden and noticed it was in distress (well partly because it was being frantically watched and sniffed up by my dog, I suppose). Nala (the dog) made sure to lead us to the hedgehog, she concluded needed humans for assistance.
She was right because it was already Autumn and the thing was way too small.
So it got to spend the winter in my grandmother’s basement. You know grandmothers… That thing got freaking huge! And was named Herman. He shit everywhere in his little house that my father build for him and it was super smelly and gross.
Eventually he gor so attached to my grandma that when she was sick and my grandfather had to feed Herman, he went on a hunger strike until grandma returned. Which is odd for such an animal.
Anyway he left the basement (to my gramdmas grief) as the biggest motherfucker in all of the suburbs the next spring.
I really have no idea why I told all of that. Sorry for the spam ![]()
Was it a radioactive rat? Did you get any special powers?
That’s an awesome story, but also a warning not to feed my little spikey friend.
