Yester Day

i have no explanation for yesterday-- one of those strange, anomalous, paradoxically super-human days that so totally defy expectations as to render themselves unrepeatable through any species of conscious bent. Woke up knowing it was gunna be a sluggish, hard-to-cope-with sort of day of functional retardation. Went climbing after work on a short clock. Did a thorough warm-up anyhow, and stretched. i thought i'd feel good after doing nothing whatsoever over the weekend, and having not climbed for three days prior; but i got a flash-pump warming up that smacked me down. For kicks, i got on my v7 project, and didn't even make it to the crux before i peeled. One of those days where i had this nagging fear of twisting my ankle i was so uncoordinated and foggy. Then i fell off of a v4 i've done several times. But then a good mood just floated in from the sky and landed on me. Went in the cave, and (after a couple of bad tries) sent a v6 that'd chucked me the few sessions before. That left me on a happy-cloud 'cuz i was pretty sure it wasn't going to happen. So i put on the harness just to push the envelope, and got on a 5.12 on the auto belay. Then amazingly i sent that after a few tries. Auto belay notwithstanding, that's the hardest route i've ever pulled down. Gunna hafta try that one on lead to make it official. Then on the way out, i jumped on a v5 i'd done a few days ago (just to see) and it went too--again after a few bad tries. Real funny session: i didn't feel very good, my hands hurt, and i was tired and groggy, but i found some happy dark place where i could ignore myself, and routes fell.

Then i went to work and got to do a double knee injection. And the dude didn't kick me in the forehead even after sinking a needle up to the hilt in 'is capsule.

Then i went in for the 5/3/1 day of deads. Zero expectation after the climbing. It was, admittedly, a poorly planned workout day. i really didn't think my hands would stay closed on the bar to pull 390. But i got a triple with it. And it was the stuff aortic dissections are made of. i really thought i was gunna blow blood on the last rep. In fact, my head looked like it was going to pop. But it left me with a big grin, and i stopped caring about the rest of the workout. Did get 20 p'lups, then 3 more sets of 10 with +25. These went much better than last week. Got 4 sets of 12 with 135 on bent o'er BB rows. Wrist was still bugging me from curls on fri. Lessee...4 x 10 with 95lbs on good mornings. 1 x 30 straight leg raises, then 3 x 12 with ankle weights. Turned out to be a good workout in spite of the climbing. Very (happily) surprising. i'm hoping to go running today. It's a little cooler than usual today, and i haven't run in a week or so. Every muscle in my body is sore today.

i'm praying for you guys that you'll get some rain/cold front there. 112 is ridiculous. You should not put up with that kind of weather.