Love the compliments, bitches. I adore hearing how awesome I am!
Wed night training at the local- light benchish
Worked up to triples with 135, then some singles with a pause. Then i got a hair up my ass and decided to try 155 with a pause. It was ugly, the spotter touched the bar, i threatened to break his fingers, and knew i shouldnt have gone that heavy after Sunday. sigh.
did another single with 135 after that to make up for my awful 155. Spotter had one hand on the bar and was turned around telling someone “just a second,” but he wasnt paying attention to me so i punched the hand of his that was wrapped around the bar. I said i’d break his fingers, i just didn’t say WHEN. ps- they werent broken.
then time ran short bc across the hall bro was comin back in an hour and i’d wasted a lot of time dicking around and berating my spotter, who happens to be a “trainer” there. so I did some pullups with the green band.
got 15 wg on my first go-round, and was VERY pleased with that. did a couple more sets not breaking 10 and called it a night.
oh, and guess who went climbing this morning?!?!?!
it’s been 15 months or so, and everything came back to me REALLY quickly. gonna start doing this more often, as one of the “new” guys in there is talented and awesome and adorable as hell. I’ve been calling him Big Gay James bc there’s too many people named James in my life, but I will call him “Goat” from now on bc hes so tiny and agile and nowhere near hairy enough to be a monkey.
One more final at 3, then a play this evening, work tomorrow, efs and work this weekend… SLEEP on monday. I plan on an inappropriate, offensive amount of time with my pillow.

