After a torturous lifting session (it was light day, but I was fighting through DOMS that left my arms nearly paralyzed), I did some bag work before jumping in the pool to swim laps. Hard, laborous laps that left me quite out of breath. So I hardly noticed the clanging of the gate as someone came in. Two people, actually. Cripes, this pool is hardly big enough for just me. I turn my back towards them as I stretch my stiff muscles, and I suddenly hear a strange "whooshing" sound. I'm at a complete loss for this until the morbid truth hits me - they're blowing up a blasted float. I grit my teeth as I hear - or feel, rather - two foreign entities splash into the water, when it gets much, much worse.
"Oooohh, hehe," a female voice coos. "You're heavy even under water, baby."
It takes every ounce of willpower I have not to spontaneously combust (which would rule). They wade around and hydroflirt, making vile lovey dovey noises that can only be what the bowels of Hell sound like. After I finish stretching, I then start shadowboxing as fast I can. Waves rock back and forth from my might as I punch through the water's surface. I pause to bob and weave, and then start punching again. That sure shut them up. Satisfied, I climb out, calmly grab my towel, and leave.
Today was DE again, which would have been boring if my arms weren't in the most excruciating pain imaginable. I staggered to each set like a zombie. Doing those skullcrushers slow on Monday killed my triceps.
10 x 3 185 lbs.
4 x 12 Entire stack.
3 x 8 50 lbs.
1 x 6 50 lbs.
Dumbbell preacher curls:
4 x 8 45 lb. dumbbell
2 x 12 85 lb. dumbbells
> This was light in anticipation of rack pulls tomorrow. Next week will be heavy power shrugs.
After my shake, I did some brief rounds on the bag before going for a swim...and the rest is (mis)history.