Moving weight…
Today was my LEG DAY. I’ve been thinking about it since my workout ended last night and although I was excited and eager to get it going, at the same time I didn’t really feel like I had the energy to get a good workout in. My gym buddy sent me a message, telling me he was feeling a bit under the weather and was just going to do some cardio (A few months back I would have just went along with him), but I ventured off, alone, to the leg press machine. I stopped squatting about a year ago. I’ve had some back issues since my college football days and if I’m not careful with what I do, sneezing the wrong way can put me on the floor for a few days.
My warmup set was 630 x 10. I was feeling good. Followed that up with 720 x 8, 900 x 8 and 1000 x 5. I’ve been shooting to break the 1000 lb. mark since I started working my legs out again about a month ago. It happened tonight. I was moving some pretty big weight and it felt fantastic. I loved the looks I got from the guys at the gym that have huge upper bodies and tiny-ass chicken legs. They just don’t understand. Soaked in sweat I finished my workout with leg extensions, leg curls, and calves. 20 minutes of cardio and I left, struggling to get down the stairs leaving the gym.
I’m heading to bed now, feeling pretty good about myself and wanted to share it on here. Tomorrow is shoulders with a little lower body soreness mixed in. It’s so worth it though. Night.
