Well this weekend proved to be somewhat productive to me. Usually I go out to eat, maybe watch the hockey game at a bar or something (it so happens that the two or three bars I frequent, two are chicken wing joints, just because they are close to me I have a lot of chicken wings, I've learned to love the chicken wing). But this week I wasn't too productive on my gym, only getting in three days of work, completely missing a muscle group. Yet I feel as if in all of my communication between ...