3/3/20 Journal

Work:

Work 12-4, chipping and shoveling ice. 12-3… shirtless, it was unseasonably warm.

(The night before a chick had wished me to enjoy the warmth today, then this morning the manager asked me to come in…on my own time, so I did…completely planning to shovel shirtless. Fresh air, sun, and physical activity.)

Gym :

Chins :
Ladders 1-4, 5x through, good strict full rom chins, 50 chins in, this flew by, probably 15-20 minutes

Pullover On Triceps Machine :
4×25

Leg Press :
205lbs x 100 (~115 exact count) reps easy rest pause style

Pushups : 2×23 mantra reps done in my burpee spot, waiting for a wall sit spot to open up.

I kill the time with those “burpees”, the variant I like…two pushups at the bottom, no jump at the top.

Initially it was a pyramid up to 5 and down. Then I did a second. 50 reps in. Ok, tough it out to 100. Mentally I didn’t want to do more pyramids, sweating a ton, I end up laddering 1-4, now 60. 4-1, 70, 4,3,3, 80. 4,3,3, 90. I do an extra rep. I thought I’d done step 2 twice in the last one.

Ok, 4, here goes. I end up at 5. 95 reps.

(Talk to a black girl walking past me. I hadn’t hit on a black girl in 5 years. She was cute before the burpees, but good pumps and the “runners high” both just accentuate my being outgoing. Will I ever do a post on talking to girls at the gym? A coworker and I recently discussed this ; summed up in a sentence…by being the ONLY man confident to interact, rejection or not…you win by default. No one else is in the game.)

I’d decided in the 80s that I’d hit my stomach on the 100th rep, then do a 101st for good measure and another stomach hit. These ended up being on reps 105 and 106. My last set I did 10, hit, 1, hit.

I’m coming to like the burpees.
They took forever, taking my time, it was somewhere around 50 minutes. I wouldn’t have started doing them had it not been for the suggestions in the youtube feed.

(Iron Wolf collaboration videos)

Walk around a bit. Don’t want to sit immediately being that spent. Type this up.

The burpees gave me a dousing of sweat, it felt almost like the level I’d get from a wrestling practice without smellling as rank.

(Note : showering without soap…higher testosterone, better more natural smell.)

Simple training, still haven’t done wall sits. Yesterday was that PR.
Sit, meditate. I’m a little sunburnt. If I hadn’t worked I would’ve went in the tanning booth. Outdoor > indoor, plus sun & shoveling is a fairly high testosterone activity.

I went home without doing the wall sit, warrior pose at home, 6:00 total (90 sec a side twice), the final seconds my leg was shaking a decent amount.

I felt great yesterday, felt great today, and will feel great tomorrow.

The funny thing is…I intended from the start to do cable lateral raises, and did none.

Tell yourself good things, view yourself as the bomb, and enjoy life.

There’s food on the table, you’re not only healthy, but are extraordinarily robust, and confidence and testosterone are naturally getting higher and staying high.

Mindset overrides everything.

“Yeah, cause you’re such a pleasure to be around” the tone, I couldn’t tell whether it was intended humorous or being a complete asshole. I reply with 100% self belief “Yeah, I am.”

Persistence & Tenacity