i'm gunna assert that last week, in general, was deleterious to The Program. i put on a fresh coat of lard, and, as far as i can tell, may as well have been on proper bed-rest after sitting on me arse for 1,000+ miles. And i've had to quit dipping again. The concert rocked, but next year i'm bringing a tent. It's strange, but i didn't feel like i ate all that much, only it was all greasy crap. It's felt good to get some fiber down me.
i finally got back into the climbgym yesterday evening. Mixed feelings: i felt like i burned too fast, and (correlation here?) was fatter than normal, but i also nearly tagged a project v6 in that state, which is encouraging. i literally got sloppy on the second-to-last hold, and popped for no discernible reason. Ah well... it'll go soon, i think.
i'm gonna try to get into the irongym today.
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yeah. i think a tent will be good for next year. I'm not gonna work at the thing next year.
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