Mashed Potatoes.
February 14, 2011
My CNS feels like mashed potatoes. My body feels like a crumpled up soda can. Holler atchyer boy if you feel me.
This is Conan the Barbarian. He doesn’t have a CNS. But if he did, it would be made of fucking Steel.
AM
-Snatch: despite feeling like absolute garbage, I was able to put together some pretty dece snatches which is comforting. Worked up to 120, then went down. Worked up to 130 for like 3 or 4 singles, then went down. Then I finally went up to 110 again but without straps.
-Clean and Jerk: my clean is finally starting to come around. Worked up to a very very heavy 150, which really isn’t that significant, but at least it LOOKED better.
-F. Squats: Once again, Ben misses another squat day. What can I say, bro. Shit got hot and my body feels like it’s been beaten with bamboo sticks.
PM
Are you fucking kidding me?

The song is on youtube, cbf finding the link. I strongly recommend you do.
Boy and Bear – Fall at your feet
When I die, I will go before Crom, and he will ask me the riddle of mashed potatoes. If I do not know, he will throw me out of Valhalla and laugh at me.