The week of it

Weighed in yesterday at juuuust over 891 newtons. Irritating, that, so i went and bought me a beer to console meself with. Swam on sat., sun., tues. (on which i did 1500 m. (happy)), and yesterday. yesterday's swim i kept deliberately short 'cuz i wanted to see how it'd affect m' iron workout: i.e., would it help or hurt? i'm gonna say it hurt. i felt kinda' sluggish, and i couldn't get very heavy on rows. Worked up to 270 for a double, and i didn't get the first one clean, so i quit. Otherwise it's going fairly well. i love swimming. It's doing nearly miraculous things rehabilitatively for my shoulder/rotator cuff.

Climbed on mon. and wed. Fairly good days, i'd reckon. i've tried this one stupid move on a project so many times that i feel something like arthritis in my right hand; but i'm close, and if my dumb hand doesn't ossify into a useless club i'm certain it will soon be strong as a meathook.

Anecdote Des Tages:
i was doing straight leg deads, and i went up another ten lbs., so toward the end there was some weeping and gnashing of teeth. Occupying the gym at that moment were myself, one other feller, and the chick that works there. For some reason she had it in mind that it was extremely important to vacuum the floor in that particular part of the gym right then. i was assiduously avoiding eye contact with her and the other guy-- who was "stretching" and staring at me like he really wanted me to drop the bar on my feet. Anyhow, on the last set this chick was vacuuming underneath my bar each time i lifted it. So i finished and laughed, and said i was sorry for sweating like a cow on her floor. She seemed to snap out of whatever meditative trance she'd been in, looked a li'l abashed, and said something like, "Oh, um, vacuum cleaner, uh."

Anyhow, nice week of workouts. i'm hoping to get pushers in today, but Annie's b-day party is today, so the prognosis is bleak. i need some rest from climbing. And i'm apparently gonna hafta start running long and cycling if i'm gonna lose any weight. i can't seem to break 200, and i'm eating better than i have in years. i wonder what the ink in a full back piece weighs. Hmm.