Haven't been on here since Denver 'cuz i'm too dumb to configure my router. Had to outsource that to tx. Doesn't much matter, 'cuz i ain't done much since then. We did do shoulders on saturday. Got a triple with my last-cycle's max. That was encouraging. Then monday we clumb. And that was a worthwhile little session. Fun climbing with the bro. Just mighty nice to have another like-minded human to throw some weight around with. Yesterday i did deads and back. Got 3 of 340, 360, and 380. And that last rep convinced me to leave it at 3. Then p'lups: 20 x bw and 2 x 10 x +25. These felt much harder than they should'a. i weighed in at a scosh over 200, which was a surprise--i'm significantly puffier than when i left last week. Again did 3 x 30 of straight leg raises stead of using the ankle weights. Those things suck. i've been just drained today. Hard workout. i wanted to do some singles on deads and feel what 420ish felt like, but i was juiced. Ah well. Still a fine workout. But i've got some sleep to catch up on.
Then the funny bit. i spent all that time talking 'bout how this town ain't just a huge ghetto, but just as i came back from the gym i found a cop car blocking my street. i figured they were at the neighbors' house as is their custom, so i went 'round the block to try a different angle of attack. But there were cops there too. Turned out some dipstick had threatened a house-mate with a machete, and had blockaded himself inside. So rather than storm the place, the cops parked in front of his house, quarantined the street so no one could come in or go out, and blasted his house (and the entire eastern half of the city) with 120db of copsounds. Until somewhere in the vicinity of 2:00 in the morning. So i was locked out till 'bout midnight, and i finally drove up and asked the cop if he could please let me through cuz i needed to take my contacts out and they were dried to my brain and clearly nothing at all was happening at an extraordinary pace. At around two they started shooting. Sounded like shotguns, but i'm guessing they were either concussion rounds or tear gas, 'cuz they didn't report any killin' and all the windows in the dude's house are gone. Anyhow, that did it. And it only took 'em 8 hours. But i still think the whole town's not a ghetto. Just mostly our street. And i still have the worst lawn on the street. :-)
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Had a similar experience when we lived in town. I went to the gym at 5am and when I came back the street was blocked off by cops and medics. Apparently some whack job had holed himself up with a shotgun and was threatening suicide. The authorities told me I couldn't go to my house and get my wife and kids out of the war zone. I politely asked them how they planned to stop me. Two minutes later I was loading up my family. A month later we moved to the country. Where peaches come from.
Nice. i guess i'm too compliant. And it didn't sound like he was too dangerous. And to think you're going to jail just for threatening someone with a machete...i'd prob'ly do the same thing, poor guy. How're them peaches this year?
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