Doomsday

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Well, more like Doomsweek.

My knee has been hurting, ya’ll know that. My ankle stared hurting a few days ago, too. I ignored it, because I thought I slept with it wrapped up in my blanket or something, but now its all tight like i sprained it (but I dont remember doing anything to it at all.) Now, my back is killing me.

Last night, Jerome, while expertly dodging my guilt tripping tactics to try and weasle a back rub out of him (I really did need it though) suggested I should take some time of lifting. I considered it for half a second, and then brushed it off.

Today I did upper body, and as I was driving home, my back ceased up on me. I can barely move, and Im super pissed, so it looks like no lifting for me, for 7 days. No strength training whatsoever, which is going to be really hard.

I will still cardio, but only light stuff: walking and the bike.

Bright side, I will use this as an opportunity to work on flexibility.

I give it 3 days before I start ripping people’s heads off. Place your bets, folks.

This is my own personal hell.