Still unilaterally sore
I’m having a great time with these workouts. My left glute, especially mede and min, are dying along with my left tricep and my right bicep. I don’t know how I ignored all this for this long. Anyway, the back is feeling much better as well. I’ve come up with a couple of great exercises for the thoracic and cervical areas to help take some load of the lumbar, along with the extra glute work in the left to do the same.
In regards to the grub, I’m still bouncing back and forth between high fruit/very low fat and almost no carb, high protein/high fat. I have to say, I am really leaning towards the high fruit nowadays. Especially the acidic fruits-starchy ones, like bananas, don’t sit too well with me…thus far anyway.
In other news, I haven’t worked too much on the book this past week. Been working on another project, one that will hopefully lessen the pressure of the book making process. The only other news is that I went out to a club last night. It was real good times. I’d forgotten how much I like the release of partying and good music-and to be honest I didn’t really even let go. I’ve been feeling for a while now that I’d like to mesh my old life with my new lifestyle and it seems like that’s happening more and more these days. I’m not drinking, I’m not doing stupid shit, but I’m becoming progessively more social and more open to partying at the same time. That paints a very cool future in my mind-one that’s much more focused on the whole. It allows me to have fun, while still being physically healthy-trying to eliminate the negative while maintaining the positive.
Another reason I’d really like to go out clubbing more often now is because I’m painfully aware of how uncomfortable I am in that environment. That’s a big weak link in my chain. I only talked to one girl last night and that was only because I recognized her from a, roughly, 3 minute conversation we had 8 years ago in LA, where I met her just the once and approached her on the grounds of my school. Absolutely crazy to see her, and recognize and remember everything about her and our meeting, here in Stockholm. Anyway, I have to iron out this wrinkle, if you will. I simply can’t be as lacking as I was last night.
