Today, I went to the doctor's for the first time in about 8 years. Officially, I'm 6'0" and 227 lbs. I've never actually been sure of my height, but I figured it out based on comparing myself to other people.
Also, I only have six months to live or some jazz like that. Whatever.
After that, I went to eat at the worst restaurant I've ever been to in my life. The steak was mercifully tolerable, but everything else tasted like soap, and my utensils were crusty and dirty. I don't remember its name, but it probably sucked. Try to imagine what it was so you can avoid it.
Lifting was essentially a repeat of last week. I could only get 210 for 2 reps on military press. I'm not making an gains on this lift, so I'll have to retire it for now. The only difference today was that I moved a 55 lb. dumbbell for 8 on preacher curls.