Oof, I'm a little stiff. Hit the gym again, still really grossly weak and out of shape, but it'll come. I think I'd really forgotten the sheer joy I get from lifting. I can run decently if I really have to and really work at it, but I've never enjoyed running. Too bad I probably need to do that more than anything else.

Some weird stuff going on at home here, lucky for me I'm going to be out of it tomorrow: driving up to Indiana and to see the grandparents. Probably be weird there too though, most likely weirder. Guess I'm not so lucky after all.

I'm starting the armstrong pullup program I got from Joe:


Pullups are a great way to strengthen your entire back and shoulders, something I need to do because I have that nagging shoulder injury thing.

Here's your grip exercise of the day: simply pinch a weight, and then pass it back and forth. Don't hook your fingers under anything or get your hand under the weight, just pick it up with the pinching, and then pass it back and forth between your hands, maintaining the pinch. Try to go as long as you can with a suitably heavy weight, but make sure not to drop it on your toes. Today I did this exercise with a 10 lb plate, which felt a little light (although the 25 was a definite instant toe-crusher) and a 15lb dumbell (pinching the bar between the ends) which felt about right.

Well, tomorrow officially starts the prologue to the great adventure. I won't really consider after-college life started until I step back into the apartment, but I'll be leaving home again, so I'll be almost there. Lets home it takes me somewhere worthwhile. Although I'm sure a motivational speaker would tell me that doing will get me farther than hoping. But fuck that motivational speaking bullshit. Those guys are assholes.

I'm just really gonna miss my brother. Now that he's at school his main goal at home is usually to hang out with friends from the area that go to different colleges. It's sad, we hardly ever get to hang out anymore, and he's a cool guy. We're a lot alike (aside from that) as I guess you would expect siblings to be. Tonight we revisited some old memories smashing up the pathetic princess Zelda and princess peach (mario's princess) in a game of Super Smash Brothers Melee, as we did all summer long back in high school. Ah memories. Alex's friends used to always come over after the pool (we live right next to the pool) and then I'd play them and beat their asses raw at that game. Except for one kid that played like a cheap dick and could beat me pretty often.
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