[quote]CBear84 wrote:
trav- HAI!!! how YOU doin? 
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Evs. Topping out at 185 still rocks. I’ll remember the trick re: lat pulls when it comes time for it. I’m still working on my beginners form FFS.
I <3 your food consumption. sigh. damn you and your fast metabolism!
A bad squat day is better than no-squat day.
And WOW that is a lot of food.
[quote]kimbakimba wrote:
A bad squat day is better than no-squat day.
And WOW that is a lot of food.[/quote]
x2
At least you’re allowed to squat right now.
[quote]kimbakimba wrote:
A bad squat day is better than no-squat day.
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QFT.
even if you don’t put up high numbers.
hips and ass are SORE today!
had all intent to go do sprints after work tonight. as soon as i got changed i got incredibly comfy, so i decided to do laundry and go get moar chipotle instead. i might even gasp go to bed early tonight.
as soon as i get up off the couch.
off topic rant- the new computer system and work flow is a smooth transition, so far, comparatively. I’ve been through 2 other changes at other companies and it can reach levels of insane for which i do not have words.
HOWEVER.
there is still an incredible amount of hurt feelings, bruised egos (dont worry, not mine), and malicious intent working behind the counter with me.
one of em, a 52 year old woman with grown children, is upset that a coffee mug is lost. yep. has been accusing everyone of stealing it/hiding/throwing it away, but wont actually go look for it herself… she’s guilting everyone else into it. this is the part that astounds me-- she brought the mug into work in december, along with a few packets of hot chocolate mix. DECEMBER. seriously. I’ve blamed the lemurs, pharmacy elves, and everyone else i work with for taking it. I’ve refrained from asking her why she brought a “family heirloom” (<-- swear to god she called it that) into WORK, and why it didnt matter enough for her to take it home or put it in her locker, and why she’s just now looking for it.
I’ve told my boss that the new stress will exponentially increase the crazy behind the counter, so he’s not surprised about much that’s happening, just disappointed he has to manage a bunch of middle school girls trapped in the bodies of morbidly obese middle aged women.
ftr, i think the mug is at home, but not in its normal spot, and that it will be found, and we wont hear a word about it.
I’ve changed my mind. Homicide is in order. The defense will be necessity.
[quote]kimbakimba wrote:
I’ve changed my mind. Homicide is in order. The defense will be necessity.[/quote]
it must be bad if ive swung you.
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
hips and ass are SORE today!
had all intent to go do sprints after work tonight. as soon as i got changed i got incredibly comfy, so i decided to do laundry and go get moar chipotle instead. i might even gasp go to bed early tonight.
as soon as i get up off the couch.
off topic rant- the new computer system and work flow is a smooth transition, so far, comparatively. I’ve been through 2 other changes at other companies and it can reach levels of insane for which i do not have words.
HOWEVER.
there is still an incredible amount of hurt feelings, bruised egos (dont worry, not mine), and malicious intent working behind the counter with me.
one of em, a 52 year old woman with grown children, is upset that a coffee mug is lost. yep. has been accusing everyone of stealing it/hiding/throwing it away, but wont actually go look for it herself… she’s guilting everyone else into it. this is the part that astounds me-- she brought the mug into work in december, along with a few packets of hot chocolate mix. DECEMBER. seriously. I’ve blamed the lemurs, pharmacy elves, and everyone else i work with for taking it. I’ve refrained from asking her why she brought a “family heirloom” (<-- swear to god she called it that) into WORK, and why it didnt matter enough for her to take it home or put it in her locker, and why she’s just now looking for it.
I’ve told my boss that the new stress will exponentially increase the crazy behind the counter, so he’s not surprised about much that’s happening, just disappointed he has to manage a bunch of middle school girls trapped in the bodies of morbidly obese middle aged women.
ftr, i think the mug is at home, but not in its normal spot, and that it will be found, and we wont hear a word about it. [/quote]
One of my co-workers, who is a huge slacker and disorganized x100, has decided to fuck with me for my last 6 weeks of work. Everything I do, she redoes. She changes fonts, she retypes reports, changes dates on things. She wastes time pissing me off instead of doing her job, which means I have to make up the slack on MY shift. This has only started the last week and a half or so. Why? I have no fucking clue. Not sure what changed besides that she was told she will be the senior rooms controller when I am gone. I swear, when I leave, I’m deleting everything I’ve created.
[quote]Grneyes wrote:
I swear, when I leave, I’m deleting everything I’ve created.
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i thought you were gonna say, “set the building on fire,” but i’ll find it acceptable if you take your stapler with you.
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
worm- lovely of you to stop by! i miss the thread killers, too. i’ll have to go over and take a look-see.
chimera- the cleats, officially, are for hill sprints.
grneyes- your avatar keeps fucking with me.
carl- oh hai! sex drugs and rock n roll… sounds fantastic. i’ll have to plan a weekend soon that’s just junk food, sex, naps, and a lil lifting. any takers?
hungry- it’s like you KNOW me!!
rblue- the offer is wonderful, and FUCK YOU for bein so far away to make it anything but imaginary. you tease.
training
squats sucked today. may or may not have had something to do with drinking last night.
so i topped out at 185, 2x3, and focused on breaking with my hips first, sitting back, and pushing my knees out. felt heavy as hell, so i know it did me some good even if it wasn’t a spectacular numbers day.
then some hypers and weighted situps (20lbs) for 3 sets of 10-15 each.
oh and some wide grip lat pulldowns, focusing on squeezing the shit outta my back, so i can get used to holding an arch for my squat.
then, more food from the ice cream stand (shredded chicken and the sherbert shake), then a movie and some pizza/leftover nachos from last night. [/quote]
Good stuff with the squat. Numbers are relative, and will vary up and down depending on so many different things its not even funny. Good to see you’re working the technique stuff hard. I know youre training at the Y, Youre not using the mirrors are you? GOD I HOPE NOT. WOrst thing you could do. You HAVE to be able to feel what youre body is doing in space, especially since you train alone. Just like when you were here, remember 2 things, and most everything else will fall into place…elbows down, knees out. It will come, but changing from what you were doing to what you want to do now will take some time. Good luck with it woman…let me know if you need/want anymore help. Pic unrelated, but I giggled…
Jason
“I believe you have my stapler.” haha
It was a red swingline
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
[quote]Grneyes wrote:
I swear, when I leave, I’m deleting everything I’ve created.
[/quote]
i thought you were gonna say, “set the building on fire,” but i’ll find it acceptable if you take your stapler with you. [/quote]
[quote]JPeggEFS wrote:
Good stuff with the squat. Numbers are relative, and will vary up and down depending on so many different things its not even funny. Good to see you’re working the technique stuff hard. I know youre training at the Y, Youre not using the mirrors are you? GOD I HOPE NOT. WOrst thing you could do. You HAVE to be able to feel what youre body is doing in space, especially since you train alone. Just like when you were here, remember 2 things, and most everything else will fall into place…elbows down, knees out. It will come, but changing from what you were doing to what you want to do now will take some time. Good luck with it woman…let me know if you need/want anymore help. Pic unrelated, but I giggled…
Jason[/quote]
until yesterday, i definitely did use the mirrors. bad cbear, i know! there was this guy, who’s a regular, with an indian fro, who rolled his eyes when i told him why i turned the rack around. this is also the guy in a cut off sweatshirt, white hightops, and sweatbands on his wrists. ive never seen him perspire, once, but the bosu balance work looks brutal.
and yes, any help i can get i’ll take. mission: “stop lifting like a tard” is well underway.
good news today.
after extensive bitch slapping of a ho (where’s my baby powder?!), im aquiring a new car this afternoon. used, but new to me, and less obvi than the car i drive now.
for those of you who dont know, my primary mode of transportation is a 1995 red chevy caprice STATION WAGON. her name is Tank. people have told me she’s a boat, but i assure you, she does not do well in multiple feet of water.
we’ve been through a lot together, and i’ll be sad to see her go. the only personality big enough to make the car badass is my own, and i’m sure it will end up as a mom-mobile with 4 or 5 kids in the back spilling milkshakes and grinding frenchfries into the carpet. instead of powerlifters with diet coke, coffee, and chipotle.
anyhoo. its another day off, before another long stretch, and i’ll be popping in and out between sprints, mobility work, housechores, and ninja work.
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
[quote]Grneyes wrote:
I swear, when I leave, I’m deleting everything I’ve created.
[/quote]
i thought you were gonna say, “set the building on fire,” but i’ll find it acceptable if you take your stapler with you. [/quote]
There IS a stapler I consider mine…
[quote]CBear84 wrote:
[quote]JPeggEFS wrote:
Good stuff with the squat. Numbers are relative, and will vary up and down depending on so many different things its not even funny. Good to see you’re working the technique stuff hard. I know youre training at the Y, Youre not using the mirrors are you? GOD I HOPE NOT. WOrst thing you could do. You HAVE to be able to feel what youre body is doing in space, especially since you train alone. Just like when you were here, remember 2 things, and most everything else will fall into place…elbows down, knees out. It will come, but changing from what you were doing to what you want to do now will take some time. Good luck with it woman…let me know if you need/want anymore help. Pic unrelated, but I giggled…
Jason[/quote]
until yesterday, i definitely did use the mirrors. bad cbear, i know! there was this guy, who’s a regular, with an indian fro, who rolled his eyes when i told him why i turned the rack around. this is also the guy in a cut off sweatshirt, white hightops, and sweatbands on his wrists. ive never seen him perspire, once, but the bosu balance work looks brutal.
and yes, any help i can get i’ll take. mission: “stop lifting like a tard” is well underway.
good news today.
after extensive bitch slapping of a ho (where’s my baby powder?!), im aquiring a new car this afternoon. used, but new to me, and less obvi than the car i drive now.
for those of you who dont know, my primary mode of transportation is a 1995 red chevy caprice STATION WAGON. her name is Tank. people have told me she’s a boat, but i assure you, she does not do well in multiple feet of water.
we’ve been through a lot together, and i’ll be sad to see her go. the only personality big enough to make the car badass is my own, and i’m sure it will end up as a mom-mobile with 4 or 5 kids in the back spilling milkshakes and grinding frenchfries into the carpet. instead of powerlifters with diet coke, coffee, and chipotle.
anyhoo. its another day off, before another long stretch, and i’ll be popping in and out between sprints, mobility work, housechores, and ninja work. [/quote]
Yay! What kind of car? I’ll be getting a car after I move to PA.
it’s a blue buick lesabre, not sure of the year atm.
tryin to think of a name for it besides “balls”
I used to have a crappy old Morris Marina (a fairly lame British car manufactured during the 70s - mine, a '71 vintage, was not much younger than I was) which rattled so hard when I drove it that I could only call it the Enterprise (she cannae take it, Captain!).
Eventually I had to send it to the scrapyard because it had developed so much rust I could see the road between my feet and got wet going through puddles. I shit you not.
I acquired another Marina immediately after (for free, it was my dad’s) that, during a three month period, blew a head gasket, needed a new clutch and then, the last straw, the wheel fell off when I was driving it. That one was known as the Challenger. (It was not long after the Space Shuttle disaster).
My folks used to have a Buick Lesabre.
I read in a magazine that it was the least stolen car in the US. Not hard to see why – my middle-aged parents were the YOUNGEST people we ever saw driving one. They might as well pass out Tony Bennett CD’s at the car dealership. Anyhow it was a good car. And it won’t get stolen.