Stealing.

Last night some low-life bashed in the driver's side window of the wife's car and stole her purse. We've canceled damn near everything, shuffled all of our finances around, and basically put our lives on hold because of someone else's laziness. It sucks. It makes me angry, that I have to deal with all this, track credit scores, and wonder if they've decided to break into my house too because this person values his comfort over my own.
What a jerk.

yesterday's training:
military press:
10 at 45
5 at 120
3 at 140
6 at 155 pretty significant PR.

The 5/3/1 program gives a formula for calculating pr's:
weight x reps x .0333 + weight= calculated max.

This formulation (while not 100% accurate) gives a quantifiable measurement of progress (or lack there of).

my military max sets have shaken out like this:
week1: 173
week2: 174
week3: 186

from there:
superset 1a db row 3x 12/12 at 80
dips 12, 15, 20 at bw

face pulls:
2x20 at 90

chins:
5
good progress so far.
Mahalo.