Day 5 of being alone in here...that's a new record. I do not like it.
Bad day. Slept great, ate well, but the my morning really fucked with my head and totally ruined my workout.
I am in a weight loss competition and seeing that I was up .5lbs from last Monday was really rough on me today. On Friday I was at a 8lb loss, but over the weekend I gained back 8.5? I really need to stop being an asshole and get back to taking this thing seriously. Weekends are so hard for me, all I want to do is eat eat eat. I know I shouldn't pay attention to the number but its a requirement to weigh in every week.
FS: only up 5lbs on my PR for front squats bringing me to 150#. Should have tried more
BB bent over row: 75#
OH lunges: 45#...didnt do all the reps, my wrists were on fire. At this point I was just so not in the mood to be there anymore. Couldn't get out of my own head
Hoping that my mini-vacation to New Hampshire this weekend will help set me back into a good mood. Right now all I want to do is suffocate in a gallon of ice cream.
Emotions are sucky.