When I was recording with the trio this week, the first take was pretty uneven on my part because I could not hear myself in the studio.
So I asked for a pair of play-back headsets.
And when I could listen to the bass player and the drummer, things went pretty smoothly after that.
Likewise, I heard my ego tell me to attempt the bravado of squatting 315lbs, which I hadn’t done in a while, but I figured I could manage since I had only just deadlifted the same weight for three reps.
However, at 275lbs, I decided to listen to my body and stop. I ended up getting a good workout at that weight with two sets for three repetitions each set, and most importantly, no injuries.
Today, I heard a complete stranger (but regular) at the gym “feel the need to compliment” me on my weight loss.
I absolutely hate it when people display their ignorance. Especially when they have idea what I’m doing, or what process with which I’m engaged.
I have the feeling that this person wouldn’t dare to comment on a woman’s body in this day and age.
I expect the same social courtesy.
So I’m not listening.
But, clearly, I’m pissed.