I’m usually tired at the gym, but today was especially bad. I got there early, sat on the bench like I usually do, but I leaned my head back on the wall and closed my eyes. I wanted to be asleep. I’m not sure if it was the late night working on my computer (like an idiot), or three days of day-long customer meetings cooped up in a room the customers said was “chilly”, or the sudden 90°F heat, but this was closest I’ve been to throwing up at the end of a workout.

Last time I did this one, I did it in 24:04. This time it took me 35:45. I was, however, using Orion weight, and Orion was described today as a “hairy white Bruce Lee” because he’s ripped like that (and white and hairy). The quote is from Evan, who I actually beat, but only because he was doing ridiculous Evan weight (more than Orion weight). Evan is, however, 24 and will probably recover quite quickly.

So there you have it. I survived half this week, but just barely.