Mike Erickson: 25-year-old transportation engineer in Hamilton, NJ. What you're most likely to find here: little quips about my personal life, architecture, photography, music, videos, dogs, science and/or video games.

My workout sheets are getting more complicated with each iteration.

Also, I’m taking the month off from squats and deadlifts because they take too much energy out of me if I don’t give them a dedicated leg day.  Besides, I want to pretend like I’m gonna start getting into running again, so I’m saving my legs for cardio days.

So there were some children in the gym tonight

Thinking they were hot shit with their Beats by Dr. Dre and hogging the same bench for +30 minutes at a time and their prepubescent mustaches and their boyish frames.  I also had the misfortune of eavesdropping on one of their conversations while two of them were “curling” next to me.

"Do we have any homework?"

"Just that religion project for Ms. Such-and-such"

"What do you think you’re gonna do for it?"

"I don’t know man, I’m just ready for this year to be over.  Did you hear back from any colleges yet?"

And then it dawned on me.  These weren’t children.

They were high school seniors.

Squatted 185 today

Still nowhere close to the 235 I was hitting last summer, but I’m getting there. I probably could’ve gone for more if I’d eaten a bigger breakfast. It didn’t feel like a newfound strength though, it felt more like it’s still there and I just have to reawaken it.

I joined a new gym near my house

I was looking forward to start working out again tonight, but i just got back and Jesus Christ, that was terrible. That was the most crowded gym I’ve ever seen in my life, and that’s saying something. The weights were all rubber coated (I prefer exposed metal) and had five handholds arranged pentagonally, so holding them were really awkward. I also got asked “how many more sets do you have?” Like 5 times in 30 minutes. I don’t know if it was just because its a Monday night or what. I’ll give it one more shot.