Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Revelations

I was so tired yesterday that I actually opted to take a nap. It's not easy to function when your eyes hurt from a lack of sleep. I've started taking the Optic Nerve vitamins that finally arrived in the mail. No matter that I ordered them way back in September, or that only 2 of the 3 bottles I ordered were actually in the package. Never mind the fact that the package itself was questionable. Usually mailer bags are lined with bubble wrap inside. This manila bag seemed to be made from old carpeting fibers. I was so upset that I immediately contacted the company who told me that they normally use bubble wrap mailers. And the company rep sent out a replacement bottle immediately. Which I just got today. I bring this up because I'm not sure if it's the vitamins or something else that's causing me to have the most vivid dreams lately.

Vivid dreams are normally a side-effect of taking ZMA before bed, but I've never experienced that particular effect. It might be because I only take 1 capsule whereas the normal dose for an adult man is 3 times that amount. My digestive system can't handle the additional magnesium if I take more than 1 capsule. I confess that I also take a magnesium supplement with lunch, rather than taking extra calcium. Now researchers claim that calcium supplements can have an adverse affect on the heart! I'd rather eat more dairy and green leafy vegetables.

I take so many vitamin (D, fish oil, C, B complex, zinc, magnesium, Optic Nerve formula) pills at lunch that I remind myself of my Aunt H, a sweet and lovely woman who was inexplicably married to my mother's cousin T. He was a fat, spoiled man-child who drank Bosco chocolate syrup straight out of the container. When I was a child, Aunt H once showed me the gallstones she kept in a bottle. She told me it was from all the pills she took daily. When she passed, my Uncle T remarried briefly. I suppose his 2nd wife annulled the marriage when she discovered to her horror that he actually expected to be fed like a baby bird at every meal. (It's happened more often that we suppose that men take themselves too seriously, and reality doesn't set it for their women until it's almost too late.)

Over the weekend I was also briefly employed by an online content-writing company that provided terse product descriptions for one of their major clients. The pay was paltry, and the regulations onerous, stretching for dozens of pages. But I did experience an odd satisfaction that tickled a long-dormant part of my brain's pleasure center. I haven't felt that sensation in a long time, and now have to find alternate means to stimulate it. It might derive from analyzing material and then having to parse it all down to just a few coherent sentences. Odd, isn't it? Could this mental stimulation be causing my vivid dreams? I'll find out soon enough.

I used to get a great deal of pleasure from working out, but now it's more maintenance than joy. I don't want to get fat and weak. So perhaps there's a bit of fear there too. I'm tired today and go to the gym in spite of the burning sensation in my lower eyelids. I do two sessions of cardio to bookend my Push Day workout. I see some regulars, but no one I'm even vaguely interested in speaking to. By the time I get to the Smith to flat bench, my eyes are no longer achy. I manage to bench heavy, and then for reps. But I cut my sets on the inclined bench to preserve my shoulders.

DB Laterals are probably too easy at this point so I should give some serious thought to upping the weight slightly. But it's hard to go from 20 lbs to 25 lbs. I could snag those tiny 1.25 lb discs and affix them to the DBs though. My main concern are my elbows. I can feel the left inside elbow as I move from 30 lbs to 35 lbs on Rip Skulls. And that's not even heavy. I've gone as heavy as 50 lbs but not lately. As much as I hate to admit it, my joints are not getting any younger, and I have to baby them.

The Rip Skulls mess with my arms enough to screw up my Hammer Grip Pull Ups today. I could've waited until after 2nd cardio, but I didn't want to cool down too much before doing a wee bit of Mat Stretching. I really need to be totally warmed up for splits, otherwise I'm risking injury. Getting older also means accepting the fact that your body isn't able to do everything your mind wants it to do. But it can get awful close.

Tuesday Workout
(5.1 miles total cardio)

30 min elliptical
Program 1
2.55 miles
288 cal

HGPU 30.5
Knee-Ins 50
Push ups 100
Crunches 3z50
Elbow Planks 2 x 45 sec
Bird Dogs 2 x 60 sec
Side Planks 2 x 60 sec

Smith flat bench
15 x bar
15 x 80
12 x 100
10 x 120
8 x 125
6 X 130 Yaay!
25 X 90

Smith inclined bench
Bar x 15
50 x 12
70 x 12
80 x 12

DB Lat s/s Rev Flyes
20 x 12/20 x 3

Rip Skulls
30 lbs x 12
35 x 12 x 2

HGPU 30.5

30 min elliptical
Prgm 2
286 cal
2.55 miles



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