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[lpetersson]

Reasonably good weekend.
Friday was great fun at Garlic & Shots discussing 'social reform' with nibber (Finally someone who agrees with me on many points), parsley and the cult of with elijahtc and general chatter with vrghost.
Followed by Synthetic Culture where I managed to spend most of my time on the dancefloor which I felt was quite impressive considering I had been up since 07:00 that morning. Finally left aroound 03:00 so I could get a bit of sleep before gymming the next morning.
Ended up waiting an hour for the N91. Bastards. If I had known that I would have started walking home and probably gotten home a lot earlier.

Gym was great and I had an amazingly good leg work-out. My legs have a always been strong (They had to be, they were carrying me around) but now they are becoming properly strong and are almost completely non-wobbly. Yayness.
Annoyingly I forgot my workout schedule in the gym, and the staff hasn't found it so I guess that can be considered lost. Good thing I have a back-up. A bit annoying though as it's been a while since I've updated it' so I have to try to remember the weights I'm doing.
It's that time again where my work-out regime gets changed. For the past month and a bit I've been going for 4 sets of 6 reps but from now until the end of August I'll be doing 4 sets of 15 reps with the weight I'm currently on. Obviously that means I'll be getting to 15 reps slowly, but I'll get there :)
I'm also going to do more bodyweight exercises such as pull-ups, dips with out added/removed weight, push-ups and so on.
And for the past week my weight has been reasonably steady around 92.5kg each time I've checked, so I guess that's another 2.5 kg off my mind :)

Afterwards it was picnic time in Regents park which was quite lovely. My friends had made sandwiches and I brought wine. And the weather was of course gorgeous. The Marlborough Head was surprisingly empty which may have been due to the weather. Amusingly Iselle (winolj) kept insisting that I shouldn't bring up the fact that I wasn't drinking although she kept saying that she wanted to know what I had done with the real Lars who smoked like a trooper, drank like a fish, patied for days with no sleep and wouldn't be seen dead in a gym. The frequency of these comments increased proportionally with her alcohol intake :)
a rather good night with blakeshell joining us briefly and later Marcus (winolj again) joining us. It was a good relaxed evening.

I suppose I have been abusing my body recently. Not enough sleep and rather long gym sessions. Saturday's was about 4 hours. At least that would explain why I slept over 12 hours and didn't get up before 14:00 Sunday afternoon. I was, of course, stupid enough to then go to the gym and I fully deserved to have a crap work-out.
I recently did a test in one of the fitness magazines I buy which said that I am not in danger of being a gym junkie, but I'm kinda wondering whether that is the case. This morning I had a slightly worrying response to an emotional pang where my first response was to get a chocolate croissant and my second and much stronger urge was to think of tonights gym session. Hmmm. Makes me wonder...

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[fuzball.livejournal.com]

when u next up here sonny!!

[lpetersson.livejournal.com]

I have every intention of never setting foot in Liverpool again, but if I really can't avoid it, I can guarantee that it will be a long time.
I have too much planned to be able to squeeze in a trip to Liverpool in the forseeable future...

[fuzball.livejournal.com]

you sicken me with your bald head and your.... well just the bald head :P

[lpetersson.livejournal.com]

And it's sooo smooooth... :)

[britalian.livejournal.com]

I once saw a very interesting documentary on weird addictions. The gym addiction was described as sometimes becoming very serious, with people working out as much as 8-10 hours a day.

This is to remind you that if ever we ever get the slightest suspicion of you becoming addicted to fitness, we will kidnap you, tie you to a table, shove a beer-bong in your mouth, force two six-packs of stella in your stomach, release you and take you on a central London tour while sining all of the Beatles' hits.

Just so you know ;)

(will we see you on Saturday? Me, Isabelle and few others we were planing on going to hyde park for a pic-nic)

[lpetersson.livejournal.com]

What those people don't realise is that it becomes self-defeating at that point because muscles are broken down instead of ones glycogen stores. At least I'm clever enough to know that...

Yes, picnic on Saturday sounds great.
Is it just a small thing or should we try to make it bigger.
You could post about it on goff_picnic, gothpicnic and londongoths...