Earlier this week I had to get up at a ridiculous time so I could be in the office for a 7AM meeting. I was just kind of listening in on that, but tomorrow I have to be in for a 6:30AM meeting and I’m the main event. Fortunately I think it’ll just be a nice question and answer sort of meeting, but sometimes the answers just mean a lot more work for me. But enough about that. Not talking any more about work, and how people live in other, more inconvenient, time zones.

I tried for a 340# deadlift today and I didn’t make it. This means that if I’m going to pretend that I can deadlift twice my body weight, I’m going to have to pretend that I only weigh 165#, which is sort of what I weigh. I’d say I go from 164# to 168#, so I’m going to have to deadlift more next time, or lose some weight. Either one is going to be kind of hard. I did get 340# up and about to my knees, but I just didn’t have it in me to get it all the way up. I started out thinking that I wasn’t going to make it and that didn’t help much. I should probably get more sleep, but the heat earlier in the week didn’t help much.

OK, so I have to get up at a ridiculous time, so that’s about it for today. Life could be more interesting, but then would it be my life?