Fractious

"1. Easily irritated; bad-tempered: "they fight and squabble like fractious children."
Some internet dictionary.

I've always liked that word.

Friday 2/11. Arm and shoulder hammering early am workout:
100 16kg swing warm up, 10+10 x 5;
20 decline pushups, feet up on bench
10 90lb barbell squat to press
10+10 65lb rows
10 deck squats , 8kg then 4kg counterbalance
3x
Coach Dos circuit, 16kg
x3

Mid thoracic spine feels mildly hinky after the 100 swing warm-up and sitting at desk all day not helping. Head to Pradeep for pm, but it does not feel there; bail after five minutes, leave it for another day. He comes up concerned; so'k, my friend.
Saturday, plan on MH 90 minutes after driving b and c to airport. But c reminds me of Ian's rehearsal sched and we did not wake him up and he has his phone off, so he will sleep right through it; have to race back. Sure enough he is still out. Roust and he gets there on time, or 25 minutes late, which seems to be the same thing. Walk ecstatic dog instead, not really instead, would have been in addition to.
Sunday
Dogwalk and watch in amazement as Ian consumed 1200 calorie breakfast. Run around, into sf for ct class. Good heavy double cleans and deck squats better still.

Monday
Back to Pradeep and this goes great; but tired, not sleeping well at all.
Tuesday
Long ass day after little sleep. Wake up stressed at 1:15 am and it's no good toss and turn.  Up at 6:20, dropping Ian in the dark.
Long day and bail to gym.
10+10 x 3 16kg warm up.
Press gets 5+5 20, 24, 1+1x2 32
5+5 sls, second round 16kg bu
10 reverse pull ups off of smith
10 deck squats
3x
60 swings and shut it down, too tired
Dinner at Kokkari w ct for her bday. Good food and company; she left the fish head.

I am not fractious by nature; it is an arrow in the quiver.  The only time I get there is if you are a dick.  We could have been business buds, chatted about the kids, gotten shit done.
But no.  You had to be a dick.  I'm gonna go get a good lunch, and bury you in a few days, when I get back around to this matter.

Looking forward to MH 5:15 all day, but phone late kills it.  Gonna be a rest day.  Catch the 6:25, pick up B at grandma's.  She feeds us, and we head back up.
Pull into wf to buy juice for am.  B wants to stay in car: "music."

Slip in GD, "I Know You Rider."

"I wish I was a headlight, on a northbound train." B in full music mode, heavy breathing, arms wide, rocking back and forth.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ebWm_76riIc

I love this shit; rather love you all.  Sap that way.