Today I hit my first deadlift PR in a long, long time. I actually hit 3 PRs today: 470 on deadlift, a 34” box jump holding a 70 lb dumbbell, and the sixth hole on my weightlifting belt (least fat I’ve ever been over 190 lbs).
It also felt nice to help Mark move things in the basement and look at David’s knee.
It felt even nicer to have had several opportunities to go off the deep end, but manage to (self) talk myself off the tantrum ledge.
Most importantly, I feel, for the first time, that I am gaining something rather than losing something in sobriety.
