Yayy.

Yayy.

Yes!!

I rarely ever drink any alcohol, ever. For the total year of 2008, I have only “drank” twice. Once on my birthday and again on new years eve. Driving is my passion and I would rather drive everywhere I go than to drink everywhere I go. Last night I drank two bottles of “fake champagne” (sparkling white wine). This morning I felt like shit and noticed that my body has accomplished very minimal repair on my muscles. Serves me right for killing myself at the gym the morning before drinking.

“If you work for a living. Why do you kill yourself working?” – The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.

I don’t like setting resolutions, but I don’t see any problems with a to do list. This year I would like to…

1. Gain the strength to lift heavier in the gym.
2. Learn a ton of random useful shit for life.
3. Save up and trade in my car for a standard.
4. Be happy, which is surprisingly one of the hardest things to do.

I had a good day at the gym before the dreaded New Year, by raising a new personal record for DLs. Time goes too fast.

Dead lift – 225 lbs 10×1, 275 lbs 5×3, 285 lbs 5×1
Front squat – 120 lbs 10×5

Happy New Year.

Today I went to a new gym with 2 squat racks and discovered everyone doing fucking curls in them. A lot of these jerks haven’t read a damn thing about weight room etiquette. I had to wait 30 minutes for some asshole to finish his sets of curls in the squat rack. Curling in the squat rack is one of my biggest pet peeves, simply because there are these inventions called “curl bars” and “dumbbells” that most people with half a brain can figure out how to use. Squat racks should only be used for squats and overhead lifts.

Second thing to ruin my day is that I smelled smoking all over the place. Usually I don’t mind enough to get pissed off and sick, but the gym is the one place I don’t want to smell it. It really made me want to throw up after drinking a PWO shake and 2 liters of water. I also smelled it when I got home. My dad smokes all over the fucking house and it seeps through my doors and sometimes gets into my clothes. His place so I can’t really complain until I move out.

I’m 186 lbs now, I want to get to 200 by the end of next year.

So this evening, the snow piled up real good and I didn’t really think of driving my car so I borrowed my dad’s Ford Escape. That would of had to of been some of the most fun I’ve ever had in a long time. Plowing through mountains of snow and skimming straight through DEEP icy puddles, I felt like I was driving in WRC. The amount of grip was so much better compared to my FF and there was barely any drift during turns. It’s raining and the snow is starting to melt for now, but hopefully it will pile up again one day.

Lined up for boxing day sale at Visions at 3 AM and bought a crappy 8.1MP Samsung camera with a free Epson multi-printer for $88. CHEAP!