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WEIGHT: 180
SORENESS: none. was more sore in my right calf yesterday than my left. i blame wonky toes.
ACHES/INJURIES: left pinky finger started hurting partway through, no earthly idea why
MENTAL STATE: happy, good day, ready to work out but not raring to go

- warm up

- SVJ x 5
meh, 25s mostly maybe one or two a little higher

- squat 270 x 5,5

- paused calf raise 365 x 30 (13,10,7); 405 x 20 (12,8)

- pull up x 30 (8,6,7,6,3)

- DB OHP 50 x 10,8

- roman chair leg raise x 10,10,10,10

will eat and then stretch.

these are my thoughts, copied from a post i made on lyle's forum:

It was the worst movie I've seen in a long, long time. I can't remember the last time I had the impulse to walk out on a movie but if I'd been alone I would have. Bored me to tears, almost none of the jokes were funny, nothing happens, every scene is 1/3 too long. That's the same problem Peter Jackson had with King Kong, btw. A director is too busy smelling his own shit particles and massaging his balls while moaning sweet nothings to himself to listen to his editor saying, "Hey, Quentin, I don't think this sequence needs to be quite that long."

By about halfway through I couldn't wait for it to be over and it just kept grinding along, to my mounting disbelief. The female character was a vacuous, trembling, empty hot body. Sam Jackson was not even a tiny bit funny. I wanted to slap the various people in the theater who laughed every time he opened his mouth. "Oh! Look! A black man dressed as an older black man said something disrespectful to a white man in a movie about slavery! SWEET MOTHER OF MARY WHAT HUMOR!" God even the music was awful. I love Rick Ross as much as the next suburban-bred white kid but what the fuck was that song doing in there, thrusting its dick in your face after an hour and 45 minutes of setting-appropriate music?

The only redeeming qualities were the charisma of Waltz, Foxx and DiCaprio, who are all fun to watch. Especially Waltz. But all-in-all, what an atrocious shit dribble of a movie.

For the record, I'm not generally a Tarantino hater. I liked Pulp Fiction and Jackie Brown and the Kill Bills a lot.

what's your time-under tension on those heavy calf raises? i wonder if it's worthwhile including heavy holds as assistance work for squats, leaving aside the calf raise part.

another squat PR 7x280. My legs feel like they can do more at this point but 280 is digging in my back hard by rep 7.

Maybe its my skirt getting caught in my panties?

or maybe it's your back telling your brain that if you push it harder you're going to injure it.

do the program as it's written. kellyb knows what he's about.

so let go of intensity, for a while. you've disciplined yourself on diet, you can discipline yourself on training. you can always go back to the high-intensity stuff later.

all glutes, baby. would be more perfect if i could do running jumps. but yeah, in general i like this template so far.