OOooooohhhh fuck me bitches!!
I mean…
Hello…
My OCD went berzerk for the past little while and my workouts got NUTSO. They were like 2.5 hours long and I pretty much re did everything and sometimes I found it really hard to stop doing certain exercises. Like who needs to do 9 sets of seated row cable?! I DUNNO ! But I just kept making up negative shit about it so set after set after SETTTTTTT ANd I was still sitting there kinda wanting to cry and/or punch people.
It made it really hard to log my workouts cause I’d have to be like “oh and one more set of this mixed in here and I re did hack squat after cardio and added this” YADDA YADDA.
S’all good.
I am proud to say I have gone 3 WHOLE DAYS without re doing a SINGLE FUCKING REP. Even yesterday the weight stack clanked slightly and that’s a huge deal for me to just leave it be, but I did.
Yesterday I did weighted chin ups so that was fucking awesome sauce.
Today’s
pec fly machine
70lbs
2 x 15
DB incline press SS plate squeeze
20lbs/10lbs
25/20
17.5lbs/10lbs
25/20
25/20
seated DB shoulder press
27.5lbs
4 x 10
one arm lat raise SS front raise SS rear delt fly
15lbs/15lbs/12.5lbs
10arm/12arm/20
10arm/12arm/20
10arm/12arm/20
10*arm
skull crushers SS DB tri overhead thing
45lbs/32.5lbs
8/10
8/10
8/10
8
chest press
55lbs
2 x 20
45lbs
20 + like 15 or 16 partials
triangle handle tricep ext. drop set
12/12/12/13/16+23 partials
cable station rear delt fly thing
1st pin
x 30
plate side bends
45lbs
3 x 8
HLR
3 x 10
stability ball crunches
x 35
Typing this all out makes it seem like a fuck of a lot, but this is like 45 minutes less than I was doing with my crazy correction shit.
Today one rep on my left arm of front raise gave me OCD for reasons I can’t even explain and my brain was like “well no re doing, but why not add a set of plate raise?”
It was like trying to fucking trick me!! You’re not re doing anything, so it’s allowed, right? EH ? EH? YOU KNOW U WANNNAA.
It’s like a heroine addict who’s trying SOoOoO hard to get clean, so their brain tells them to do crack or something and that should be totally acceptable cause it’s not heroine?
I just stood there staring at the plate I was going to use to do front raise and fought with every ounce of strength in my body to just walk away.
It was fucking hard, yet so ridiculous I can’t even believe that is my internal struggle. That is what I am dealing with?
Anyway, ya.
I am the disease
I am the cure
I think I’ve been stressed lately cause the school thing I was going to do (educational assistant) is not going to work out because apparently it’s a really shitty job, and you have to like catheterize kids and shit, not something I am big on…
I can’t even use tampons
HAHAHHA
I think I just thought it was a way out from my misery induced by lack of direction, but it was really not.
I have applied to like 50++ jobs and gotten ZERO phone calls. It’s a little depressing. And I am really bad at sitting and relaxing so I spend a lot of time making up chores or like walking far to wal mart just to pick out a single color of nail polish or something, I dunno.
About a month ago I was out with my friend and we saw this girl we used to know from high school and she came to talk to me and asked what was up in my life and then told me about some big fancy job she got and what she went to school for. Then like 20 mins unto the convo she mentioned she was getting married.
I was like WTF?! Why wasn’t that the front runner of the conversation?! Congratulations! I could give two shits about your job!
And she was like “well, you know, gotta be successful and all that”
I was thinking, why? Why is it so important to be successful if you can be happy with the basics? Is it only important to be successful so people you didn’t care about from high school think highly of you now and all that you’ve accomplished?
Well, bullshit.
I am not successful, I’ll probably never be successful. I could have shitty low paying jobs and be driven around by my dad for the next 10 years what people from high school think about that is totally irrelevant in my life.
I won 100 tickets on this wheel spinner at chuckie cheese last weekend. I started jumping up and down and my kid came over and started jumping up and down and it was like this incredible moment for both of us.
The more moments like that you have, the more successful you really are.
OVER AND OUT
BYE