Avram's journal

OK, another half-pound gone, one more half-pound and I’m back to 261, my lowest point. Then, on to new territory.

An odd, frustrating workout today. Lots of weird effort progressions. Only one 10, on the Lying Triceps Extensions, and my form was way off on those, with my wrists taking more of the workout than they ought.

Goddamn, still no 10s on the lower-body workout. It’s like my legs and abs can soak up whatever punishment I give them. I mean, it’s still effort, a level-9 effort is nothing trivial; neither is a level-8. But I raised the bar on three of my muscle groups today, and still no 10s. My calf muscles seem especially tough.

Eh, there are far worse things that can go wrong with a workout. And somewhere down the line, I ought to come out of this with really great-looking legs.

Hot damn! I need to remind myself to do this more often! I just upped the poundage on a bunch of my upper-body routines, and got pretty good results. I pulled off the full six reps of Seated Dumbbell Curls with 25-lb weights, which I couldn’t budge for even one rep the last time I tried them, over the summer. Yeah!

Week whatever. Thirteen? I’m done with tracking the weeks.

Got up unusually early today, decided to wait till after 9 to avoid the (possibly imaginary; it’s not like I’ve ever gone in that early and seen them) workout-before-work crowd, which turned into getting there after 10. Good workout, though. Two 10s, and almost a third.

Gained back three pounds over the weekend. I wound up having three eat-bad-food days instead of the one I’m allowed. The good news is that bowl of leftover Halloween candy (and yes, there’s still some left, or was last I looked) in the kitchen holds no appeal for me anymore. The bad news is, um, we’re out of bananas. Also whole wheat pitas, and pesto wraps.