Oh, smidgens of this and that

What a nice human-type day I had yesterday. ( Weekend wrapup )

I must confess I've backed down a bit in the weight room having achieved my squat goal. True, I wanted to do 125, and so I did 125... whee... but it's also true that I feel on the edge of control already at 115/120, so I'm going to work at that lower level for a while. Further confession: I lowered my bench press amount last month as well, after a few weeks of chronic tightness in one pec (especially while actually doing them. Creepy). The slight ego hit of not lifting the same weight has been more than offset by feeling better, and I don't look any different. Lifting is one of those things where just doing it, at any level that requires effort, seems to be about 865 times more important than precisely how much you're lifting. Hmm... hope I'm not allowing that belief, and that security, to make me lazy.

And now a music recommendation for everyone: the album In absentia by Porcupine Tree. I've been listening to it lately, and it doesn't hook you like Vast or set up a mood as solidly melancholy as the Cure. But it alternates well between harder rock and ballad type singing, and it has cool lyrics.

I got wiring loose inside my head,
I got books that I never ever read;
I got secrets in my garden shed,
I got a scar where all my urges bled;
I got people underneath my bed,
I got a place where all my dreams are dead--Swim with me into your blackest eyes!