Training Day: 42
Strength Training: Back and chest
How It Felt: My bad mood made the workout meh. Can’t really say how the exercises went because my mind was focused on being in a bad mood, so it ignored my body for the most part.
Commentary: Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Or something like that.
I took my car to get the oil changed, and then went to the gym. Even on my way to the gym I didn’t want to go. It’s not that I didn’t want to workout. I didn’t want to do anything. I felt angry at something, everything, and nothing.
Once I got to the gym I became annoyed with the number of people there. Why the fuck aren’t these assholes at work? Nevermind the fact that I don’t work Fridays.
Then I looked at my workout for the day. Alternating hand medicine ball push up. Burpees. For some reason I despise upper-body, bodyweight exercises. There were other exercises in my workout, but those two put me in a worse mood.
I played my favorite workout album, thinking maybe it would perk me up. I barely heard the music because I was so focused on being pissed and annoyed. Between sets I pondered how I ended up in such a foul mood.
By the end of the workout I was in a slightly better mood. Maybe it’s the CCR I started rocking. Or maybe it’s because the workout was over.
Endlessly seeking adventure.