It’s funny, I am still kind of upset that Gary (and Allen and Patrick) told me that I’m intimidating and that’s why no one will talk to me at the gym. I feel left out that all of these guys can talk to each other and be bros and I am sentenced to silence. I just want to be accepted!
At the same time, I have noticed that guys are talking to me more and some of them are just obnoxious. Like we were talking about how I’m not a scary person and one of the guys said, “People are just intimidated by your body because they don’t have the discipline to achieve it themselves.” I laughed in his face. Dude. Do you have eyes? According to the internet, 5’3″ fat girls who weigh 163 lbs will “have a significantly harder time getting into a relationship.” So maybe I am just ‘intimidating’ because I’m okay with being the fat chick at the gym. Anyway, it’s all still a mystery to me, but I’m still mulling it over.
I digress. I thought that Sheiko would beat the rantiness out of me, but apparently not.
I was scared to squat today. I think yoga or cardio messed up my hip more than it helped. My hip was in pain even before I thought about squatting. So, I decided to play it by ear, forced myself to stretch properly and then took a stab at it. I think in a weird way, being forced to stretch thoroughly helped me out. I managed all but the last set of 245 unbelted and felt more even than on Monday. I wonder if the
However, it seems that I cannot have a good day on both lifts because my bench was terrible. I could not get set up right because I couldn’t get my heels down, and unracking the bar was just plain throwing me off. There are videos but I don’t want them to see the light of day.
I did stick around for the accessory work, even though this ended up being like a 2.5 hour workout. I start my full-time job on Monday, so my marathon gym sessions might get cut somewhat short. I figured I might as well enjoy it while I still can.
I did the dips and the french presses. What is a French Press, besides a device used to brew a caffeinated beverage? I googled it quickly and found that it’s basically a standing overhead barbell triceps extension… which is kind of a mouthful, so I understand why they abbreviated it. I didn’t like these, though. They put pressure in weird parts of my neck and shoulders. I’m not even sure if I was doing them right.
I also switched out the good mornings and opted for lunges instead. I’d skipped those on Wednesday and I feel like I needed them more, especially since I’ve been hitting my hamstrings pretty hard lately. The lunges were kind of painful but do seem have stretched out my hip. I have my fingers crossed that a final weekend of lounging around in the sun will fix it right up.
I finally worked up the courage to weight myself. It wasn’t great, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as I’d imagined, either. I’m going to try sticking with this 1800 cal/day thing for a while and see what happens. I gave myself permission to eat that much and I just felt relieved, so that’s a good sign.
Also, when I say I’m eating 1800 cal/day, that’s because I eat roughly 400 cal/day in apples. Seriously. I can not stop eating Gala apples. They must be nature’s candy, because I’ve consumed at least 7 lbs since Monday. You know what they say, “A pound of apples a day keeps the doctor away.” Or something like that.
But apples are not exactly protein-rich food. Luckily, this picture popped up in my facebook feed on Monday and I couldn’t stop thinking about how fucking mouth-watering it looked:
That’s Buffalo Chicken Jerky dipped in guacamole, which I ended up eating yesterday. Just trust me. It’s even better than it sounds. Apples are amazing and all, but chicken and guacamole is apparently the food pairing of my dreams.