Friday, 8/30/13


I decided around 4:00 pm that I wasn’t going to squat. It was a very stressful morning of running around getting shit done, and I wanted to sit down and have a drink. But, at 10:00 pm, we were awake and drinking coffee. I felt better and knew it was a good idea to get some sort of training in, since the gym is going to be slammed tomorrow morning and we have to take off early to run a seminar at LT’s Primal Fitness in the afternoon.

5 x 60 kg
5 x 75 kg
5 x 85 kg
5 x 95 kg
5 x 105 kg
2 x 110 kg
2 x 110 kg

These felt rough, and the fifth rep at 105 was a grinder. But, I wanted to get a bit of volume in. I was going to do a third and maybe even a fourth and fifth double at 110. But, I put the bar on my back for the third set, and I knew right away my brain was in the wrong place. It was already midnight and I was frustrated, and I dumped the bar. I had a meltdown, took a bath and pouted and then went to sleep.

There are some lessons to be learned here. I talked to Nick about it in the morning, and he was less than pleased with my shitty attitude. I’ll probably write more about it at some point.

Author: Tamara Reynolds

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