First day back to squatting
I confess I feel very disheartened. Shite felt way heavier than it had any business being + I’m fatter
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Just have to be patient ig
First day back to squatting
I confess I feel very disheartened. Shite felt way heavier than it had any business being + I’m fatter
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Just have to be patient ig
I never expect much on a first day of anything
I’m the opposite: first day I’m still full of hopes and dreams, and haven’t yet realized my limitations!
Promise nothing: deliver even less. That’s my motto!
Woke up this morning really not feeling it - just tired and rundown, and full of aches and pains. Went to the gym anyway, but ended up doing a gentle workout with maybe 75% of my usual weights and half the number of sets.
I confess I’m not sure whether I’m proud of myself for listening to my body and being sensible, or ashamed of myself for half-assing a workout.
I’ve told people in the past, sometimes it’s good just to show up.
I had my first ever sardines while visiting my wife at her work for lunch. I had a can of the water packed stuff from Trader Joe’s and was still hungry after what I had for lunch (primarily because my workout this morning was stupidly intense) so I went for my “emergency snack”.
Multi-part confession there.
1: I confess I am “that guy” eating fish in the office.
2: I confess that, based on this experience, I am fairly certain there is not a single animal in the world I would NOT enjoy eating. Those sardines were fantastic.
Sardines, anchovies, and the like are really tasty—especially when used as a filler snack to get in some good nutrition. Sardines on whole wheat toast with a nice grainy mustard are delightful.
I would be curious to know your thoughts on sea urchin if you ever try/have tried it. There are about 5 foods in the world that I just flat-out don’t like, and that’s the only animal on the list.
Also, I’ve always thought the “no fish in the office” thing was a weird cultural bit. Fish is such a broad category of food that outlawing it because sometimes people don’t like the smell is strange to me; there are plenty of smells I don’t like, but I don’t expect people to change their eating habits because of that.
My strange neighbors once served sardines with pretzels.
It’s common in Wisconsin to see pickled herring served with crackers.
how can 10.3 million Portuguese people be wrong
Try the smoked baby oysters.
It’s mad awkward trying to grab dumbbells when a couple of gyms chicks are throwing it back (RDLS) towards them.
Bruh go that near to the mirror, not the dumbbell racks
Polar brand tinned sardines are some of the best seafood I’ve ever had. This is coming from someone who’s has some REALLY nice seafood
what brand? I’ve tried smoked oysters from a lot of places and find them quite mid. It just tastes like smoke to me since oysters have a very delicate flavour
Absolutely! Totally forgot to come back to this, but Powerlifting Basics would be great for the daughter too. There’s a specific chapter dedicated to a young female powerlifter and much commentary about the women’s powerlifting scene in general. And I imagine you’d appreciate that Paul Kelso was an author who lifted, rather than the other way around.
Regarding the smoked baby oysters: I’m game, especially given my recent smoking addiction (the pun writes itself).
I as such a letdown to my co-worker today. We had discussed my 4th of July spread earlier and he found out how much I loved ribs, so he laid out his rib smoking process to me, and it was SO specific and detailed and laborious. So much spritzing and spraying and sauces and times and temperatures.
Then he’s like “but you’re the rib-guy: I wanna hear what YOU do”.
I’m like “Oh you aren’t going to like this…”
And he’s like “OH! I bet you have quite the process”
“Nah dude, I put some salt on them and smoke them for 2 hours. Dude: meat is delicious! It doesn’t need all that stuff on it”.
Maybe I’ve gone from carnivore to caveman…
I’ve been rehabbing (lazily) a sore shoulder for the last month or so which means I’m doing very light push days. If I don’t have meaningful push days my motivation to get into the gym is crazy low. #topheavy
My one niece, when she was young would only eat steak well done with ketchup.
So I was cooking my birthday dinner which was grilled lamb chops and bell peppers. Chops brushed with evo & oregano & a little salt.
She protested when it came time to eat because “they weren’t done and there was no ketchup.” (I just didn’t have any!). I insisted she just try a little.
She tried. You could see the gears turning and lights lighting up in her head. Then she scarfed down that and a whole other one.
It was a beautiful moment. ![]()
My wife didn’t know you could HAVE steak without ketchup before she met me. Her mom is an Iowa farm girl and burns everything. I understand her perspective: “I’ve seen how those animals eat and live: I want them COOKED”.
But I come from a family of savages and barbarians: we eat our meat bloody.
Mrs came over to visit the family on steak night. We tried our hardest to cook a steak all the way through. We managed medium rare. Same experience: her eyes lit up and she devoured it!
She still won’t do rare, but she’s never going back to well done with ketchup.
Meanwhile, whenever the MIL visits, I make my Father-in-law cook her steak, because I physically cannot cook a steak well done.
Odd, Iowa farmers don’t do this with pork - best pork chops on the planet come from Iowa (It’s literally called the “Iowa Chop”).
Squat 405 an obscene number of times: Easy (for you, not me)
Cook a steak well done : as impossible as time travel.
It is quite painful to watch a great piece of steak go from perfectly tender to a substitute for shoe leather.