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I had been planning on doing a Crossfit total around the holidays. I intended to take a week or two off from heavy lifting to allow my body to recover from those heavy cycles. A wrench got thrown into my plans, though. I got very sick, and at one point my body weight was down 15 pounds in about 10 days. Obviously, some of that weight came back as I started eating.

I have been feeling better the past week or so and have been hitting WODs hard too. That was one of my prerequisites for getting back to my heavy squats and stuff.

My original thought was to do them yesterday, but I was too wound up from the Eagles game and stuff to sleep that well. I had a container of ice cream, which didn’t help matters, nor did eating supper pretty late and a lot of it. Having some whiskey didn’t help.

Last night I slept pretty well, although not enough. I was feeling pretty good, so I decided to get changed and head off into the garage fairly early to get my squats in.

Just using the empty barbell to get some warming up in felt a little rusty. It was then that I knew that today was not going to be easy, but I did not expect that. They felt better as I added weight, but the bar still felt heavy as fuck. Of course, I went with a conservative estimate for this cycle.

The final set called for 5+ reps and 255 pounds. It’s not that heavy; I knew it should be manageable. I got my 5 reps in, and that was it for today. The bar felt crushingly heavy, and my legs felt like dead weight. Not only that, but the squats were getting my heart rate higher than this weight normally would. They felt doable, but a little more of a grind than I would like. The fourth rep felt a little off, but not to the point that I felt I should stop there. I just got a little forward on it. I guess a nice way to think of it is I did 5 reps at my typical Crossfit Trinium one rep max, so there’s that.

When I was done, my legs felt like my shoes were full of lead. Actually, not lead but Mercury because that would be heavier. I felt like my legs did not want to work when I was putting my weights away.

I ate something, then vegged out for a while in bed on my tablet. It took a while, but I eventually felt better. It wasn’t that I felt bad or anything. I just felt exhausted.

Early this afternoon, I decided I wanted to get a WOD in. I originally picked it up with just dumbbell deadlifts and farmer lunges in it. I went light on it with the 25-pound dumbbells, but on the first lunge I felt like I was tripping over my feet because my legs wanted to give out, so I stopped right there. The first thing that came to my mind when I wanted to still do a WOD was one of the endurance on ramp ones with just 15 rounds of 30 seconds on and 30 seconds rest on the rower. It would get my heart rate up a bit and get some blood flowing in my legs. I did not go all out. I treated it more like a recovery workout.

Music for today was Exocrine.