Blame it on my ADD, baby.

This is how i show my love
i made it in my mind because....

Right. And i did shoulders last night. Really not a bad workout. 3 x 125, 3 x 135, then that felt easy, so 4 x 145. Then i supersetted the other stuff. Then i went to the grocery store, and that put me in a filthy, murderous mood. But in the absence of anyone to talk to or anything to break, i've opted to take it out on my own renin-angiotensin-aldosterone system.

But we're off at lunch today, and i'm hoping to go to the mountains. Maybe that'll clear the darker clouds away. i'm planning on not doing deads 'til monday. i wanna be nice and healed, and i'm hoping to have a strong climbing day this weekend without the iron breakdown. Got some projects i wanna lay a lilly on.

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But then, all of a sudden...

...we didn't end up going to the mts, 'cuz we're so unbelievably slow. Not a battle-ready platoon we got us here. So i went to the climbgym. i really, really meant not to; it just happened. i was geared up for a day of chillaxin' on 5.6 in a grassy meadow, so it took my brain a while to rev up to projectin' speed. But it ended up not being a bad workout. Didn't 'xactly pull down impressive numbers, but it edified, nonetheless. And i got a lot of assent to my feeling that the grades have gotten way stiffer on the new round of routes. But i worked with a pal who usually just makes me look bad, and i out-climbed him on several routes. Flashed a 3+, and i finally ticked a "4+". And (even though i didn't get it) i finally put the moves together on a v5 that, when it went up, i didn't actually think i could do. That should go first thing on the next fresh session. Anyhow, it showed me a few things. i think i'm actually getting stronger, for one. i've been sick the entire week. In fact, i ended up waking up at one of the less-holy hours this morning and puking. Still haven't fully shaken the sinus infx either. But i climbed pretty well in spite of it. Then also, the scale this morning said i'm at about 194. Which might account for the strong climbing. And it might be a good reading--i've been eating about half what i usually do 'cuz i can't taste anything. But it amazes me how much better i climb when i drop maybe 5 lbs. i get down into the southern hemisphere of the 190s, and i climb like a different person. And in spite of not eating quite as much, i haven't felt weaker, or lost any muscle. i mean, i haven't missed any iron workouts, and i'm still healing just fine and making progress on that front too. It shows me how neurotic i am about a "positive nitrogen balance". i really think i could go on what i consider a starvation diet and i'd just lose a bunch of lard. And if i could get down to the vicinity of 180, and i could climb v8+. At 200, i'm climbing with folks 40-50 lbs lighter than me. And there's no way i'm under 14% body-fat. That means i have 28 lbs of blubber i'm hauling about. 8% ain't exactly ripped, but that'd have me down to 188 lbs. And that's assuming i'm at 14% now...could very well be i'm higher than that, which means i could lose even more without feeling it.

All that's to say the Yank'n'Yard's coming up in a month. And i'd like to rock it. You should come compete with me. It's a good time.

i think i'll go do deads today. Might get to go to the mountains tomorrow. And that'd be fine.