Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Arms

I hope it fucking hurt, you bastard.
Good thing today was a vanity day because I was half asleep at the gym. Madi woke me up at 4:00am because she wanted to cuddle. I lay awake for the next 2 hours, while she was snoring her head off the moment it hit my pillow.

To make things worse, when I went to McD's for coffee I was halfway through my second cup when a bloody fly fell into it. That meant I was running on low caffeine for the rest of the morning.

Alternating sets:

Dumbbell preacher curls: 25s (10), 27s (8), 30s (8), 32s (4)
French presses: 25 (9), 27 (7), 30 (6), 32 (5)

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Straight bar curls: 50 (10), 55 (7), 60 (6), 65 (4)
Dumbbell skull crushers: 25s (7), 27s (4), 27s (4), 27s (4)

In my semi-comatose state I started to do the skull crushers with just one dumbbell while thinking, "This is much too easy", before I realised my error. Fuck!

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Incline curls - 3 x max @ 25s: 7, 6, 5
Close grip push-ups: 11, 10, 8

To be honest, I was bloody glad to get out of the gym today. Jesus!

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