fat babies are almost as good as dead babies. you can stay.
deb- thats why i said something. grrrrrr. fuck wif mah wimmenz and mah compound… grrrrr.
SATURDAY EFS
ya i went. thinkin i’d help those who didnt lift last weekend, and maybe play around type workout for me.
nope. those who didnt lift last weekend are doing the ProAm in August (so am i) and now we all have the same instructions- no bars on our backs, in our hands, or above our heads for a couple weeks.
then my cold medicine kicked in and i enjoyed the buzz. did some box jumps, GHR’s, pullups, played with the ropes some, and lots lots LOTS of foam rolling and stretching.
dave congratulated me for the meet, then went on a rant about how much raw lifting sucks, then said he was proud of me for lifting more than one of the women in full gear, then said how boring raw lifting is, then said its becoming more credible and more popular.
i’ll read between the lines and take away that dave likes me, is proud of me, and its ok with him if i keep lifting raw… for now… lol.
SUNDAY- fuck all. tryin to get my head rite. had alarms set to go to EFS but i didnt get to sleep till late, again, and didnt figure i NEEDED to be there, for now.
it’s not raining right this second and part of me feels like taking the jumprope outside.
i did a headstand earlier. had grand delusions of pushing myself up into a hand stand from there. realized the setup is all wrong for that. but i chilled upside down for a minute. thought of nads. and nadia.
