Tag Archives: Stress

A friend who does stuff like this…


….is a gift.



Worrying about the wrong thing….

Had a crappy day in the gym. I was PT-less but should have been ok.  The target was ….

I checked video of what felt like ass-to-grass 135%…. And it was barely parallel.  I worked up anyway . 140 and 145 were about the same.   I finished with the triples and consoled myself that while my depth wasn’t cutting it, that I had done the work and it would at least contribute to improvement.

I told JW the same.  He wanted to know why I had not backed off on the weight and focused on depth.   😦

And its cause I didn’t have depth anyway….

And then….

Oops.  No, I did not.  And we had talked about it.  Argh!

So if I feel good tomorrow…. I’ll go in and just do something light… But hang out at the bottom.  Like me told  too.

And that is why I still need a PT.

On a very serious note….

A guy had what appeared to be a heart attack at the gym today.  It was a crazy scene;  CPR, defibrillator and the whole 9 yards.  I don’t know what to say,…. this blog has been a diary to log my progress and cheer myself on.  I don’t feel cheery. Life is so short, and I am (arguably) more than 1/2 way through it.  Suddenly, I feel fragile.