Mentally, it felt good to be back...physically, it felt like week 2.

Man, 10 days off felt like I've been out of practice for >2 months. Yesterday's workout was rough for me. The others looked like they were flying and tolerating well. I felt like I was training at the RPE of week 2 back in January. Trained at Cliffside Park today with Scott...felt tiny bit better...but still pretty deconditioned and weak. Thus proving the physiological fact that we lose 2 months of gains in just a fraction of the time we're away from training. It stinks but I have to keep pressing...I have fitness goals and objectives to meet. In approximately 2 weeks, I'll be back to where I was. So, to all those who are doubting me...unfortunately, you're hatin for no reason! =) I recommend you stop waiting and start training.
Anyway, diet has been relatively good and I've gladly refrained from drinking alcohol. Oh, by the way, about 3 weeks ago...I checked my blood pressure. I've had borderline hypertension for a few years now (mostly due to stress and being neurotic)...approx 140/90. 3 weeks ago, my blood pressure was 118/69!!! I was definitely happy about that. The intense program definitely helped return me to normal levels of BP. I'm now wondering how my cholesterol is doing...about a year ago, I was above 200. I know I know...I'm way too young to be in those ranges. If you only knew what I use to put my mind through on a given day...you'd know why I had numbers of a obese 50 year old man. Mostly stressing about meaningless things. Anyway, I feel I've made some huge strides with my life perspective. Still have long ways to go, but I don't just sit there for magic to happen...I try to pay attention to my mind/body/soul for health. It's kind of new to me since I've neglected at least 2 out of 3 at any given point for at least the last decade or so. It's either change my views/perspective or embrace a stress-filled life of 50 or so years.
Hope the 5 of you who read this blog are doing the same. Life is too damn short and we need to stop fixating on useless...completely meaningless things.