So after the marathing to get home on Thursday night due to
NJ Gov't blowing chunks, it was a
Torquemada like existence.
So Friday.. awake around 5AM, out of bed at 5:45AM. Had to wait until 7AM or so (due to dark) to start clearing driveway. Got the Ariens Beast out of hibernation. Lots of heavy, packed snow and slush. Some shoveling as well (which YSSS helped greatly with) since SoulSlam needs a new driveway. This took about 75 minutes. Then get ready to go to work. Made it in by 9. Worked all day. Left at 5.
Decided to hit the gym since I didn't go Thursday (let's not make this a thing)...told myself, no squatting! Had a little lower back twinge. Got to gym, went to locker room, got out and went straight to the power rack. For squats. Kept it simple:
Barx5
135x5
135x5
135x5
185x6
185x5
225x5
135x5 Pause Reps
Then proceeded to finish legs and get in a bicep workout.
Saturday was a day to visit local university with BWSS and YSSS. That was AM duty. Hit gym at 1pm for an hour of chest. Then home. To build a new desk my wife bought. Un-boxed said desk. There was literally a million parts. Holy cow. I just kept taking stuff out of a box. So I spent the enxt 2.5 hours hunched, sprawled, kneeled and prone building the desk. Boom. Then a trip to mall (What was I thinking). Some dinner at local taphouse. Home. I'm beat.
Wake up Sunday AM at 6:15 and I feel like somebody literally dragged me behind a car. Everything Hurt. Go to gym? Stary home from gym? Sit in a chair all day?
Despite my desire to stay behind, I left for gym around 8:30AM. Figured I'd meander about of nothing else. After about 20 minutes of back workout I started feeling human again. Finished off an hour of working out back & shoulders. Now I feel good. Lesson learned.