Goddamn, my workouts look pathetic on paper.
Today.
Seated leg curl: 20 reps to failure.
Good mornings: warmups plus two circa max singles. Looking to rapidly increase lower back strength to try to PR my deadlift at 44 years of age. Doing good mornings 2-3 times a week. Not as systemically fatiquing as deadlifts themselves.
Back to seated leg curl: 8 reps to failure.
Lying leg curl: 6 reps to failure.
At this point I was toast. I forced myself to do a set of standing calves, 10 reps to failure.
Then some quad maintenance on the leg extension: 5 minutes doing short sets far from failure with short rests to "get some blood in there"
I was dizzy with exhaustion
That's the point!!! Turn that sonic speed, ferocity, and relentless energy and anger into the weights and training. If I don't have my headphones, I leave. Can't train to the standard I have without that ferocious assault on my senses blasting throughout the workout.
If I'm listening to heavy stuff I have to remove my earbuds after my hard sets because I'm literally panicking from not being able to breathe along with the sonic assault
I listen to mostly ballads when training, just like Henry Rollins