I'm raging over the renovations that my gym is going through. They've replaced all of the rusty metal plates with these wimpy black rubbers that aren't even as thick. It doesn't really make a difference, of course, but it's the principle of the matter. Luckily, last week, I smuggled four of the old 45s out of their shipping area and into the weight room. They've since been left behind, and I use them on every occasion.
Now, on the bar, that makes for only 225, so when I was doing squats today, I was looking for something else to use besides the new plates when I thought about going with the Soviet-style Olympic ones they have marked in kilograms. They're also rubberized, but they're thick and scarred. Nobody ever uses them. Perfect.
Also, it's worth noting that I've started doing standing ab work with the bands at the advice of EliteFTS. My midsection is still shredded from Tuesday's session. This should translate to better control on squats.
7 x 3 135, 185, 225, 275, 315, 365, 395 lbs.
> Very easy.
3 x 8 135, 185, 185 lbs.
> This was a new movement from the pages of Hatfield's book.
1 x 8
3 x 5
For dinner, I made this:
Fatal to mortal men, the Manwich is more than mere food - it is an experience.
An experience mostly of anger as the entire thing falls apart on the first bite.