Monday, December 11, 2023

Squats
410 x 11
320 x 20, 10 (last set narrow-stance)

Between squat sets:

Lateral raises: 15lb kbs x 3 x 20
Band pull-aparts: 3 x 20

Left hip is mad at me and back has been hurting ever since the last overhead press workout. Maybe cleaning the weight is to blame? However, a previous week I pressed overhead from the rack and my back hurt the next day as well. If it's just the act of stabilizing the weight overhead that's the culprit, I could do weighted overhead carries to train my posture combined with some ab work to address that weakness and then monitor how I fare the next day. Turkish get-ups could be useful here, too.

Anyway, squatting 410 without a belt felt dicey on my back although it VERY easily could have been psychosomatic and I was just mentally waiting for something to hurt. Instead of going into the 500s like I planned, I opted to not go above 410.

Fairly certain 410x11 is a PR but these numbers aren't crazy for me or anything, yet I had to lie down afterwards from feeling like death. Been doing less cardio while getting heavier and it shows. Haven't neglected that completely; I've been jogging roughly twice a week, shadowboxing almost every night I don't lift, and have been doing 20-40 burpees on some morning before work, but those are all fairly non-intense activities versus death-defying conditioning workouts. Very often I'll come home from work, eat a big dinner, and then simply be too full for several hours to do any crazy conditioning before bedtime. It's a calculated and temporary choice, but if I wake-up just 15 minutes earlier I could get a lot done on that front.

I have a fridge full of goodness from Costco and Trader Joe's and plan to finish all that up and then probably start ramping things down for gradual weight loss, although I'm not on a strict timeframe about it.

Went to see Godzilla Minus One once I managed to get up onto my feed and eat some leftovers after the nausea subsided. The movie kicked ass. A little too sentimental too many times (almost every human scene) but I'm always in the minority on that; I'm just particularly sensitive to a movie browbeating me to be sad versus organically feeling it. It was also the coldest theater I've ever been to and they were selling blankets at the confection stand for $20, laughably. They couldn't break this Canadian, though.

Before and after going to see that, I rewatched Army of Darkness broken up into two viewings, which somehow gets better everytime I see it. Hail to the king, baby.