I was able to get 17, but i was downhill from there. I basically maxed on every set after, and my last set was 12. I'm going to drop back to week 2. I'm just encouraging myself with these song lyrics: "I'm pressed but not crushed, persecuted not abandoned, struck dooooooooooowwwwnn but not destrooooy oy oyed...."
I hope the rest of you aren't slacking.
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I wish I didn't have man boobs.
I wish my body wasn't destroyy oyyed.
Come pick me up in a hearse
Cause it'll only get worse.
Week 6 is gonna be a shame.
My pecs are saaaggyy
They've lost their liii iilt
If it was time to go to war
My pecs would still be in my drawers
Now I am the one who is ashamed.
Though Lactic acid may last for the night
The stiff comes in the MOOORNING!
(sing to "trading my sorrows" preferably with acoustic guitar and conga)
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