Trash cans, that is. Blame it on my lengthy (okay, so it’s only been 5 years) career in solid waste (garbage and recycling). Or maybe I’m just crazy? I don’t know. Either way, I’ve developed a terrible habit of looking at (and in) garbage cans. What exactly am I looking for? Sometimes I notice that they’re overfilled….which indicates a serious need for some waste reduction practices. Sometimes I see recyclables stuffed in with dirty napkins and food waste- yuck! And other times, I just notice that they haven’t been changed in a LONG time. I’m all about conserving garbage bags, don’t get me wrong. But rotten, stinking garbage hanging out in a can for way too long….no thanks.
It could always be worse…..source
In all honesty, a large majority of the American population is rather piggy. So when you have garbage cans in public spaces….look out. Most people see it as the perfect place to dispose of the rotten, half eaten hamburger that’s been hanging out in their trunk for six months. Or worse, the rancid, dirty diaper that is emitting some serious toxic gas in the back seat. The absolute worst is when this sort of the thing happens at the gym. The other day, I was in the locker room and some one had thrown away their whopper wrapper. You know how whoppers are really just oozing masses of grease and mayo? Well, that’s exactly what was in the trash can and all over the floor- this green pickle stained glob of goo. Ugh, it was sick. The same thing happens in the garbage can under the drinking fountain. I head over there, totally sucking wind and looking to one tiny sip of water as the savior that will help to drag me through the 15 more sets that I have staring me in the face. I lean in for a drink, but instead I get a giant whiff of three day old, rotting muscle milk bottles. Seriously disgusting. So there you have it- my weird pet peeve/nerdy garbage stalking habit.
Luckily the trash cans were mostly in order when I went in for my workout yesterday. It was another squat day, and I was nervous. I figured any sort of an edge that I could give myself would be helpful, so I pulled out the pink goodness. I’ve stopped using any kind of pre workout drink because I was having so much trouble sleeping. Yesterday, I felt like getting through the workout would be worth losing a few hours of sleep though. So I mixed it up and then headed to the gym. I had 5×12 at 150 pounds for squats…eek. I did the first set, and sure enough- it was hard. I was already getting nervous that I wasn’t going to get through it, so I decided to use my belt. This normally isn’t the kind of workout that I would use a belt for, but like I said…I was desperate. And it helped, I got through the remaining 4 sets just fine (if fine means seriously sucking wind and taking more rest than a newborn baby). Next up was 5×10 RDLs. Since I flaked out on the assigned 155 pounds last week, I decided to go for it this week. It was tiring, but the sets felt good. Finally, it was 5×10 front squats. After embarrassing myself with 65 pounds last week, I stepped it up to 85 pounds this time around. I really think I could have done 95, but (as you are aware) I’m a big vajayjay. So there you have it. Mission accomplished. And the best part, I can still walk today!!!