^^^ Thanks budddday!!
K leg pump day
Leg ext.
55lbs x 20
60lbs x 25
65lbs x 15 + 5 + 5 + 5 <–wanted 30, obvs.
partials (drop set)
100lbs x 10
85lbs x 10
70lbs x 10
55lbs x 15
seated leg curl
rest/pause set
60lbs
x 12, 11, 10, 9, 8
45lbs
x 12 partials
seated leg press machine
130lbs
x rest/pause = 100
pee break x 4 mins
barbell hip thrusts
95lbs
x 2 sets of 30
smith machine split squat (close stance) SS smith machine 1 & 1/2 rep squats SS DB RDL
15lbs per side/15lbs per side/32.5lbs
x 8leg/8/15
x 8leg/8/15*
x 8*leg/8/15
leg spreader
drop sets
130lbs x 8
115lbs x 8
100lbs x 8
85lbs x 10
70lbs x 12
55lbs x 25 + 30 partials
single leg ext.
Hold one leg/do paused reps on the other
x 2 sets of 8 *leg
step mill intervals x 25 minutes
K, lotta emotionally disastrous stuff that kept coming up during this workout. Just like freaking out/feeling shitty about myself, I dunno.
I always say to myself “whatever comes up, squash it back down” cause I know sometimes my brain gets super negative and it makes it hard to finish some workouts, but as long as I just keep pushing through it I’ll conquer…
Pretty sure I worked my ass off those because I felt like dying/crying/.vomiting for most of this workout, I just couldn’t pay attention cause I was too busy insulting myself ![]()
N E WAy
This not-so-interesting dream I had last night
Nightmare rather:
I let Marshall come over and I was very upset with myself. We were cuddling and I was telling him that he was an asshole, piece of shit basically, and that he was never a good person to me and he was ignorant to that fact.
ANd he said “whatever, fuck you then, I wont sleep with you anymore”
So then I retracted everything I said. “No, no I’m sorry, please forgive me”
Like, fuck off dream self. I was so mad at me!!!
Especially since stuff like that sorta happened in real life back in august.
Like the worst date in the history of my life, he literally left me falling asleep alone at his place while he kept having to make drug deals, then came back home to fuck me, and then made me go home cause he wanted to hang out with his friend…“Dre”
How I felt inside after that I cannot even begin to explain the hurt.
So I didn’t talk to him for weeks and saw him at the gym and flipped my shit on him.
Then he texted me later like WTf was that all about I was trying to make drug deals? !!! Like as a defense to his awful behaviour.
…
So I apologized.
ARE YOU FO’ REAL?!
Anyway, back to this dream…
But it was interesting to me because I still had all of my post-it notes all over the house like NEVER TALK TO HIM. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE.
And he didn’t even ask about them…I mean you see that shit taped all over someone’s place and you aren’t the slightest bit curious? Dream Marshall is as oblivious and uncaring as the real life version apparently.
And in real life I have one taped on the box of condoms in my drawer like “DON"T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!!”
ANd I was opening that box with that post it note on it in my dream, and my hands were shaky. Like I was a heroin addict about to fall off the wagon and I was either thrilled as hell or scared to death.
But this was all like a movie playing and I was the only one watching. So sleeping Jenn was watching dream Jenn make these mistakes and she was yelling at the top of her lungs DON’T!! NO!!! STOP!! PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS. YOU’LL HATE YOURSELF! NOOOO JENN NOOOOOOO I BEG YOU STOP.
Then I woke up.
But ya, I think I wasn’t really in the best of spirits this morning for my workout. Too distracted or something.
Oh well.
Day 36
BYE
