Some fresh bread fueled masochism:
Ohp, 70 lbs. For 10x10, but actually 8x10 + 1x8+2, and 1x6+3+1.
Curls: strip set @ 80, 60, 40, 30, and 20 lbs.
Reps were 7, 10, 10, 10, 10.
Side delt raise & triceps kickbacks, 10 lbs. 3 sets 15 reps. That pretty much tapped me out.
Notes: Took some notes from others, like @T3hPwnisher etc al. and took 4 min. timed rests between sets. Until the 7th set. I took a seventh inning stretch and played with the neighbors dog, then finished that whole debacle in grand fashion- by dragging my carcass to the bitter end. 
The last sets with the + + + indicate failure, then setting the bar down, repeat till reps are gotten.
Also I used the phrase “bring the fucking pain” in a post recently and figured I might need a refresher on what that actually means, so I did all of the other stuff too. I hadn’t planned on it, but figured I should take a taste of my own medicine. So thats what it means to me at this point.
Over all though, it feels good. I’ll worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.
Middle aged doughy guy, left & right, taking advantage of that good bug lighting, immediately post work out, pumped till I feel like a sausage in the sun.
Pierogi Power!
Minor addendum 
15 min. cool down on airdyne.
For so many reasons. It’s like nostalgic. Like when I was a kid and we’d drink beer and lift until something broke or fell off. Literal “Hold My Beer!” sessions.
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