I have been a bit of a downer lately.  Sorry about that. I promised last week that I would get back on track.  Well, this week I put on my big boy pants and got back to it.

I more or less defaulted to what I had been doing before my gym reopened (before reclosing, f***ing Newsom.)  I’m doing twelve sets of 10 pushups, 10 bodyweight squats, 10 Russian V-up twists.  I substituted the V-ups for sit ups.  I found doing sit ups screws up my lower back if I do too much.  I also put the pull up bar back in the doorway.  I did sets of 7-6-5-4-3-3-3.  The idea is to do all four exercises as a superset.  Depending on how rested I am, I either take a short rest between supersets or none.

Taking last week off was a little bit of a set-back but not awful.  I have to a better warm up before getting under way.  I didn’t do any this week and the first set of everything feels like I’m dragging metal on metal without any grease.  I’m not really getting comfortable until the third set.  

There is no conditioning report this week because I didn’t do any.  This was totally a mental breakdown.  I made excuses about “getting back to it.”  That was dumb but I got all my strength work in, ate with purpose, and I’ll get back to it this week.

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In coronavirus news, I continue to hate everyone. I constantly want to put my fist through my radio every time I hear the most recent number of people who tested positive. Who cares? Give me some context. What percentage are symptomatic? What percentage require hospitalization? What’s the death rate? Oh, that’s right. Asking those questions would require basic scientific knowledge. That’s plainly beyond the ken of most reporters and their editors.

I was just about to book a flight to Washington D.C. for later this summer to get Daughter 1 back to college when Mayor Bowser announced her half-baked quarantine rules. This is screwing with every university in the city. Can they have students back on campus. They had already announced they would but this may wreck it. Needless to say there is all sorts of speculation among the students and now their parents. Again, I am ready to punch someone.

I figure the mask requirement will go on for a while. I went to the GlibsRedBubblestore to order a couple masks. You can go here if you want to order yours.

For anyone who missed Mexican Sharpshooter’s Trader Joe’s petition you can sign it here.

This week’s music.  

Rhywun survived his surgery and subsequent hospitalization. I’m told he is once again mobile. Look out NYC. This one is for him.

One more for me.