I hit the back/bi last night. Started out thinking something magical had happened, and extra weight was moving pretty easy. Then, it happened. Just dropped off, but still labored thru everything I had planned. I think the 10 days out of the gym, but still doing stuff at the resort, made that initial freshness on my old equipment/routine.
You know how when you were in your late 20s/early 30s, and there's usually this older guy at the gym. He seems to have had a time in his life where he was pretty buff, might have moved some weight, but now he's got a gut, and the skin isn't so tight, and the weights aren't what his body looks like it could move? Well last night I came to the realization: yeah, I'm THAT guy now
