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So tired.
About to go to sleep. Today was the same as yesterday, only I made the gym a little later. About 7:30am or so. I had to be at work by 8:30, so I wasn't there too long and I really can't help but to think of the workout as something of a weakling MIERDA workout. I was too... tired, I guess.



Question:
If you're not sore, was the workout effective? I killed my chest yesterday, or so I thought. But I'm not sore. I'm not feeling the pride that comes with that bit of soreness. Or was it the bit of pride that comes with the soreness?
Anyway, yeah.
According to the gym scale I now weigh more than I ever have in my entire life: 238lbs.
But I'm not feeling all that fat. I mean, shit yeah I feel fat, but I'm not feeling any fatter than usual. I get the occasional weight-loss compliment.
So I don't know. Maybe it's muscle weight.
Maybe I'm just full of shit.

Yeah, probably.

Looked at another apartment today, but it sucked. No way, no how.
Gnite.



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