I think I might be having a case of what the interweb lifter bros call "fuckarounditis". I need to let my back rest, but I keep running and stressing it, while my lifting workouts are just like "okay what do I feel like doing today, that I can do without too much back strain?" which is no way to train.
While I was farting around in the weight room today I ran into a woman who gyms at the same time at me, and she loaded up the lat pulldown machine with a heroic amount of weight and did 5 reps (I noticed because I was waiting to use the machine). I was like "daaaang!" and she started telling me about a new regimen she was on, low reps/high weight, and how she hoped it would work. The first thing I asked was, "What are your goals?" We had a nice chat about it, and now that I think back on it, I should be asking the same question of myself.
You know, every time I see a super buff lady (the other day it was Dana Linn Bailey) I get heart eyes emoji. I know that chasing an aesthetic goal is maybe not the best idea for me, and I’ve used strength goals as a proxy for a while now, but I would love to just get super jacked. Sigh. Adopting a bodybuilder regimen would probably help cure my fuckarounditis, though. You can get pretty strong lifting heavy 2 or 3 days a week; the hypertrophy programs need more work– plus dialing in diet– to see good results. It might be an interesting endpoint to this weird experiment I’ve been doing for almost a year.
Today’s gym session was pretty aimless but difficult, which is probably the worst kind of workout. I had planned 30 minutes on the rowing machine but only managed 20 (my butt hurt and my hands were chewed up) and then I chewed up my hands some more with 3 sets to failure of upper body dumbbell exercises (biceps, triceps, delt flys, pec flys, b/o one-arm rows, lat PDs). After that, a bit of yoga for stretchies and that was plenty.
Once we close the condo sale I think $husband plans to start buying stuff for Basement Gym. It will be helpful to have equipment at home…