Today was Light Day, and the only thing of note was the asshattery displayed by everyone except DR and that one weird girl who actually squats to depth. As I was warming up for the standing presses, the King of Lanklets asked how many sets I had left, then asked if I cared if he worked in some squat sets. I didn't, as long as he didn't care that the hooks were set about half a foot lower than a guy his height would probably like, and he didn't. I guess to compensate for the fact that the bar started six inches too low, he was squatting six inches too high. He finished after a few sets, and I did the second work set of standing presses and went to the bathroom.
Now, I put my belt over the bar specifically so that some dipshit didn't think I was actually finished, just because I had walked away for two fucking minutes. I come back, and some middle aged, porky bitch is eighth squatting 65 lbs.
The patience I extend to these "people" in allowing them to live in my world is the stuff of legends, and they STILL don't appreciate it in the slightest. Humanity really was a mistake. Hopefully the day soon comes that the rest of these idiot primates have evolved to DirtyRed's extent so I don't have to deal with them anymore, and humanity can rest as an embarrassing footnote to the History of Me.
Also, I signed up for the USAPL Raw National meet, so that could be fun. Also, when looking up the name and date of the meet I was in for the qualifying total, I found out I set the Kentucky state USAPL record for a squat in the raw 105 kg category. Which says more about Kentucky than it does about DirtyRed.
Kentucky's shame will be everlasting.
Light Day 3.7
Squat: 2x5 315 lbs
Standing Press: 3x5 185 lbs
Chin Ups: 3x8