good food for all, good leg workout
Good news - I brought my dad home from the hospital yesterday. Sure, he looks like he recently got run over by a freight train, but he’s feeling OK and everything is healing well. (For reference, he had a triple bypass last Friday.) He certainly does get all the good drugs, too. I mean, damn, if you’re gonna live, live right, eh? 
My mom called last night, determined to make my dad something he could eat but completely clueless about what that might be. Interesting conversation. She had never heard of salsa or hummus. She didn’t know there were other oils besides vegetable. She has never cooked chicken with any sort of spice or marinade except gravy. She didn’t know there was anything available besides butter and margarine. It will be a renaissance for them. I get to open up her eyes (at least hers, hopefully his) to fresh veggies and fruits and proper ways to cook them. I’ve been trying to do this for years and always met so much resistance. This should be fun!!
After all of that, I slept well and got in a killer leg workout this AM. After my final set of squats, I literally fell to my knees after racking the weight. Fun fun fun!! (I like to say it three times ’cause it deserves emphasis.) See the workout below.
I’ve been slowly adding ab work back in. While I was bulking, I didn’t do any specific ab work. My theory was that while I’m trying to gain muscle, working out the abs would only serve to increase the size of the muscle. I’m happy with the size of my ab muscles, I just want them to be tight and not covered by a layer of fatty fatty fat fat. Now that I’m cutting, I just want to tighten them back up and make sure there is something still there once the layer of vanilla frosting is removed from my torso. So, as I said, I’m wading in with ab work. For now, it’s only 1x / week. I’ll add a day every 2 weeks until I’m doing abs every other day so I can work in more exercises. I love core workouts. Those muscles feel awesome when they burn and that tight feeling lasts most of the day if you work hard enough. Fun fun fun! (Yes, three times again. It’s a magical number. For example, if I say I really enjoy cardio - it’s fun fun fun, then I will / do really love it. However, there is no magic that could make me love certain things. A prime example is mayo. How can you put that in your mouth? It looks like whipped fat. Oh wait, it is. My bad. Still, blech.)
Anyway, where was I? Oh, my workout. OK, here it is:
