ME Lower Body/HIIT

ME Deadlifts:
1x5 135lbs
1x5 225lbs
1x3 245lbs
1x3 255lbs
1x3 260lbs
2x3 265lbs
1x3 260lbs

Unilateral:
3x8 75lb barbell step-ups, each leg

Posterior:
3x8 35lbs hyperextensions

Abs:
3 cycles of:
1 min atomic crunches
1 min 15lb roped medicine ball hip swings
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11:00 HIIT stationary bike, one min warm-up, one min cool-down
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I changed the order of some things. But first, the DLs. Form was sloppy today, so I really shouldn't have gone up in weight and I didn't decide this till the middle of the second set, so I went back down and just did another set at 260. I also should've put something in-between 135 and 225, but I didn't feel like taking plates off and putting others on. Probably the reaosn for the poor form today. Unilaterals went well. So did everything else. I'm glad I found a roped med ball (someone brought it in, I asked to borrow it).

I put HIIT last today because I read about glycogen depletion being the reason why cardio - HIIT in particular - was so effective in the morning before eating. The theory goes that because there's no other available source of energy, the body will metabolise even more fat than it would otherwise, even with the increased fat oxidation that HIIT inspires. Well, the same article suggested post-strength training HIIT as a method of simulating the effects, since we use up all our glycogen stores in the process of lifting.

This is how it went:

Warm-up: Not so bad. Legs kinda stiff from the step-ups.
First two sprint intervals: This is kinda tough with my legs feeling the lactic acid burn, but I can do it.
Next three sprint intervals: Oh god, what did I get myself into?
Next three sprint intervals: MAKE IT STOP!! FUCKING GOD! WHY AM I DOING THIS TO MYSELF!?!?! No, no! Must keep going. Just a few more minutes.
Sprint interval seven: *face is cringing up* M-my God.. am I going to start crying...?
Sprint interval eight: *the first tear* Oh my god, I'm crying. THIS IS MAKING ME FUCKING CRY!
Sprint interval nine: *tears free-flowing* I DON'T WANNA DO ONE MORE!! FUCKK! FUCK MY LIFE!! FUCK YOU DANNO! I CAN HEAR YOUR VOICE TELLING ME IT'S OKAY TO STOP.. WELL FUCK YOU!!
Sprint interval ten: *still crying, people are asking me if I'm okay, but I actually can't talk* LAST ONE! LAST FUCKING ONE!! I HATE EVERYONE!
Rest interval ten: Oh fuck, I messed up, didn't I? there's one more, isnt' there? FUCK YOU!
Sprint interval eleven: OH MY GOD, I HAD IT RIGHT THE FIRST TIME! GOD FUCKING DAMN IIT!! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!! FUCK YOU ALL!

...Yeah...........