this film is fucking incredible. hushpuppy is my new inspiration. the relationship between her and her dad reminds me of me and my dad… “BEAST IT.”
quick three miles @ 8:15/mi is morning, followed by:
barbell curl 4 x 10 @45lb
standing row 4x10 @45lb
front raise 4x10 w/35lb plate
side delt raise 4x10 @ 15lb dumb bells
tricep dips 4x15
back to my post-lift breakfast of tofu, veg, and oats washed down with a big protein shake.
today’s mantra is ‘mental toughness.’ I’m determined to become healthy in all aspects of my life, especially my inner life. I am starting to feel the ripple effect that my brother’s suicide is having… we are all restructuring our lives in ways that honor his memory and continue the family legacy of loyalty, strength, integrity, courage, and fierce love.
Warmer weather + less clothes + shoulder/back muscle development= me getting called “sir” from behind then turning around and making people be like “omg I’m sorry”
But in my head I’m like FUCK YEAAA! CALL ME SIR ALL YOU WANT! Is it man or woman or machine?!? mhuhauahahahahaha
getting back into exercise land… what the hail. i’ve been running consistently the past few days, low mileage, which feels alright, and doing random upper body lifts with 15lb dumbbells at home. today i actually did some real lifts.
squat: 115lb 5 sets x 7 reps
OHP: 65lb 5 sets x 7 reps
lunges: 50lb 5 sets x 10 reps each leg
row: 70 lb 5 sets x 10 reps
that was about all i could handle. tiny steps back into my former lifestyle. when i’m not busy doing something, my heart is in the bottom of my stomach and i feel like screaming. lifting weights + running = good companion to grief.