This week is a flexible week– J is out so I have no constraints on my schedule, other than awkwardly-timed meetings. Which is what happened today. But I came in to work a couple hours early and went to the gym right away to get my lift on (lifting on a Monday! living on the edge!)
Today’s session could’ve sucked. There were two dudes in there doing a zillion sets of like 3 reps apiece with heavy weights on the bench and squat rack. I did my barbell stuff to warm up and they showed no sign of finishing soon, so finally I asked if I could work in– which they were fine with.
And they were really nice, even making chit-chat and just acting normal. So that was cool. One of them called me ‘brave’ for doing good mornings (apparently Bruce Lee messed up his back doing them? I didn’t know. But I figure the best way to not mess up my back is to have a strong back!) Anyway, I was really pleased at the way this morning turned out– I lifted nice and heavy and had a positive gym time and it’s put a big smile on my face.