Yesterday was tough, but that’s to be expected. What I didn’t expect was that I’d have trouble sleeping. I probably only slept about 4 hours and, when I was sleeping, my dreams were all about food. It’s 8:30 am now and I’m not feeling particularly hungry, but would love to be eating. I’m compiling a mental list of things that I’m going to eat once I’m on the other side. Definitely gonna bang some ramen and probably a burger (maybe finally make it to Blacow’s, or even the newly opened Shake Shack).
Yesterday my heavy set was at 20 kg below my PB (2008 and 2011). I’m aiming to up my poundages (kilogramages?) by 2.5 kg every (or every other) workout. When/if I plateau, I’ll back off to about 90 kg and start another linear progression.