Tuesday and Wednesday.

Tuesday:

Chain Squat: 15 singles

Calf Raises: 3x15
w/
Shrugs: 3x10

Fat Bar Curls: 3x8

Squats felt decent.  Better than OK but not great.  I was a little high on a few.  My heaviest was 455 in bar weight with the 80 lbs. of chains.  The chains are completely off the ground which also forces me to use a lot of energy just for stability.  This is something that I think I need to make my squat better.

Wednesday:

I did a circuit at the Schroeder Aquatic Center where I train some swimmers twice a week.  This kicked my ass and I was definitely not prepared for it to.  I did four rounds, all sets were ten reps at each exercise.

Single Leg Step Downs
Inverted Row
Leg Curls
Push Ups with Knee Drive to Chest
Med Ball Slams

I'm out of cardio shape.  But guess what?  I don't give a shit.  I could muscle my way through a 5k if I wanted to.  But guess what else?  I have no desire to unless I'm being chased by something that could kill/eat me.

If you have ever felt the urge to say that people who like metal/hardcore/punk hate their parents I present you this song.  I've use the cliche myself and take back every time I said it.  This song rules and sums up the way I feel about my parents.

Song of the Day:

"Anger: an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything it is poured on." -Seneca