Funny though, my body feels like it’s ready to spring into beast mode, but mentally, I have to hold back. I have no desire to injure myself.
The first lift was successful, light weights, no injuries, but I did have trouble walking down stairs and sitting down on the toilet – which made me happy, made me feel like I did something right. I think weightlifters are slightly sadomasochistic, but it could be just me.
The second lift, today’s lift, was a little different. Still really low weight, good form, weightlifting belt on, but on the last rep in the fourth set, I felt a funky twinge in my low back.
I debated if I should do the fifth set; I did the set – I had to stop at the second rep. Back twinged harder, not debilitating hard, but enough to say if you continue, you’ll be out for a couple of weeks.
Not worth it.
Right now, my mind is scolding my body – I should’ve passed on the fifth set, but the weight was really low, I should’ve been able to complete it. Yes, I should’ve, but I couldn’t, and there‘s no shame in admitting I couldn’t. I’m glad I stopped when I did. I have a little low back discomfort, but no pain. I can sit in a chair without my back feeling like it’s compressing. I haven’t even taken any Advil since my workout. Good sign. I expect I can work through this without any issue and I plan on one more leg day this week. Yes, really – and I will bring the weight down further still.
I’m so grateful for this body I've been given. I know it’s strong, but I have to be kind to it now, so I can push harder in the future. And I plan on pushing hard.
Speaking of Minneapolis … it’s been my home for many years; I love it here, but Minneapolis is also a sanctuary city and that’s something I’m not too crazy about.
In case you don’t know, a sanctuary city is a U.S. city that’s adopted a policy of protecting undocumented immigrants by not prosecuting them solely for violating federal immigration laws in the country in which they are now living illegally.
We’re a country made up of immigrants – my own ancestry can be traced to Europe. Here’s how I feel about immigrants: If you move here from another country, are here legally and take the necessary steps to be a U.S. citizen, welcome! If you don’t, you’re not.
Now, here’s the rub about sanctuary cities.
Cities like Minneapolis limit their cooperation with federal immigration authorities by shielding undocumented individuals. In addition, local law enforcement’s hands are tied. Police may know of someone who’s here illegally, but they can’t do a damn thing about it. They can’t even ask about a person's immigration status or cooperate with federal immigration officials.
President-elect Donald Trump has said he’d cut off federal funding to sanctuary cities if they shield undocumented workers from federal immigration officials. Minneapolis’ mayor has vowed to fight this.
Immigration advocates see the end of sanctuary cities as hostile, especially to Latinos, warning it would lead to harassment by police. And law enforcement officials are worried about crime victims who won’t call the police because the victim fears deportation.
Valid concerns yes, but I still don’t think sanctuary cities are a good idea, let me tell you why. If anyone’s here illegally, they can’t be touched by U.S. laws, they can’t be charged with a crime, and they can’t be prosecuted for a crime. Trump has also said he’s for deporting illegal immigrants who have a criminal history. I agree with him on this. Not every immigrant who comes to this country comes here with good intentions. Some are running from the law, or commit crimes in the U.S., and they know they can’t be touched in sanctuary cities.
I understand these sanctuary cities are trying to fight bigotry, but because of it, they’re leaving their citizens wide open to being a victim of crime by an undocumented immigrant and the legal citizen can’t anything to bring the immigrant to justice. That’s not right. You should be able to report someone to the police if they’ve committed an act against the law – regardless if they’re here legally or not.
Minneapolis used to be a nice, safe city, but no more. It’s changed for the worse and unfortunately, I don’t see it getting better. I’ve never owned a gun before, but I’m seriously considering buying one and going to a gun range to learn how to use it.
Politicians continue to erode our trust by making important decisions for us, such as whether to become a sanctuary city, without letting us, the legal taxpayers, weigh in. I think it would’ve been fair if we could’ve at least voted on this, but no one ever said politics was fair.
Instead of wearing Halloween socks as I have the last two months, today, the socks are have an autumn leaf design. Tomorrow, it might be pumpkin pies.
The first substantial dumping of snow could happen at any time … what a depressing thought.
And in one week, we vote for a new president in the U.S. I, and pretty much every other citizen can’t wait for this cluster to be in the rear view mirror.
My focus isn’t on any of those things, it’s still on a career change, finding a part-time job (I’ve been hell-bent on saving money right now), getting in shape (I’ve been horribly neglectful of my health this past year), checking more things off my 2016 to-do list and making my 2017 to-do list.
There’s still many loose ends to tie up before the end of the year, yet I’m feeling strangely calm. Could be that I haven’t had enough coffee yet and I’m still bleary-eyed. Either way, my gut feeling is this month will bring good changes and shift my life’s gears into fast-forward.