It’s like someone is trying to make me quit lifting weights. Everything I do becomes problematic for me. It’s fucking bullshit. FML FML FML FML. The next problem is SI joint dysfunction. I haven’t had to move on from hip extensions-which have been effective-yet. Fuck these stupid games. At the beginning of class my kinesiology instructor would ambiguously say “you might have to give something up”.
It pissed me off because I felt like he was hinting at me quitting weight lifting. So fuck whoever is trying to make me quit. I wish those fucking Nazis would let me lift in peace. Now I’ll probably end up sucking at lifting weights since I said I want the Nazis to leave me alone. I think they’re giving me steroids without my knowledge. How do I know? In the last week I jerked off a couple times-a couple times a day, okay like ten time a day- and my right arm got beastly overnight.
So I’ve been thinking-praying- all of these performance gains are me being awesome when it’s just the juice. Fucking disheartening I tell you. At least I’m making gains superficial or otherwise. I can complain about how the gains come about and shit not being real or be happy the gains have kept coming so consistently.