Yes I've been working out. Yes I'm trying to watch my diet.
I've broken or sprained or damaged many parts of my body in the past. I've never intentionally broken any of my own bones before. I'd love to try, just to see if I could handle it.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Those hard to ride wagons
They make these damn things really easy to fall off.
It has been a few days since my last post, and although I did work out once in that time span (and it was good), I didn't document it nor did I do a particularly good job of keeping up with my stuff.
Life is going a bit askew at the moment. My poor Subaru is up for sale and a deposit has already been dropped on it. The good news is my parents are finally warming up to the idea of me riding a motorcycle (which is good because I already have one picked out).
The social life took an interesting turn when I went to a little bar/pizza place yesterday. I drank a wee bit more than I intended but it was a good time. The aftermath wasn't pretty though. This whole day I have been fighting a horrendous hangover. An eight hour shift at work doesn't add much to the good head feelings I was having.
I do have some good music in my ears at the moment though. I had acquired a copy of Norma Jean's Meridional but never really gave much effort listening to it. I am now and it is quite phenomenal. Thanks AP for making me give it another shot.
We also purchased Netflix at our house and I must say it is a great deal. I now spend way too much time watching things online though.
On to the stats!
DIET
A bagel sandwich from BnB, a pear, a smoothie, two slices of pizza, and a lot of water. I didn't eat much today because I've felt like shit. See drinking paragraph.
WORKOUT
Nothing today. Just being awake and mobile was more than enough.
SLEEP
I'm not really sure when I went to bed. But I know I got less than 8 hours of 'sleep' (passing out). Needless to say I haven't been good recently.
Starting tomorrow, we get back on the horse and take care of this goodness.
Love,
Me
It has been a few days since my last post, and although I did work out once in that time span (and it was good), I didn't document it nor did I do a particularly good job of keeping up with my stuff.
Life is going a bit askew at the moment. My poor Subaru is up for sale and a deposit has already been dropped on it. The good news is my parents are finally warming up to the idea of me riding a motorcycle (which is good because I already have one picked out).
The social life took an interesting turn when I went to a little bar/pizza place yesterday. I drank a wee bit more than I intended but it was a good time. The aftermath wasn't pretty though. This whole day I have been fighting a horrendous hangover. An eight hour shift at work doesn't add much to the good head feelings I was having.
I do have some good music in my ears at the moment though. I had acquired a copy of Norma Jean's Meridional but never really gave much effort listening to it. I am now and it is quite phenomenal. Thanks AP for making me give it another shot.
We also purchased Netflix at our house and I must say it is a great deal. I now spend way too much time watching things online though.
On to the stats!
DIET
A bagel sandwich from BnB, a pear, a smoothie, two slices of pizza, and a lot of water. I didn't eat much today because I've felt like shit. See drinking paragraph.
WORKOUT
Nothing today. Just being awake and mobile was more than enough.
SLEEP
I'm not really sure when I went to bed. But I know I got less than 8 hours of 'sleep' (passing out). Needless to say I haven't been good recently.
Starting tomorrow, we get back on the horse and take care of this goodness.
Love,
Me
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Thursday (brilliant title, I know)
I am very sore and tired today. I have to be up early too so I'm just going to jump right into it.
Day 3
DIET
Breakfast: cliff bar, water
Lunch: Large cobb salad from Cinnamon Productions
Dinner: four slices of pizza from Costco.
Misc: Lots of water, an energy drink (shouldn't have done that one).
EXERCISE
Biked to and from work. That's it for today. I need to find that damn book.
SLEEP
Bed around 4, woke up around 1. A good amount of sleep, but I should not have slept that long.
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Ok, enough of this pansy shit. I have all day tomorrow to do a ton of good, so let's get ALL these things done.
1. Get to LA, pay the abstract and get license hold released.
2. Lift.
3. Bike to the DMV, get license back hopefully.
4. If any time left, try and get a hold of the police. Maybe get car back?
5. If time left, pick up paycheck.
Day 3
DIET
Breakfast: cliff bar, water
Lunch: Large cobb salad from Cinnamon Productions
Dinner: four slices of pizza from Costco.
Misc: Lots of water, an energy drink (shouldn't have done that one).
EXERCISE
Biked to and from work. That's it for today. I need to find that damn book.
SLEEP
Bed around 4, woke up around 1. A good amount of sleep, but I should not have slept that long.
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Ok, enough of this pansy shit. I have all day tomorrow to do a ton of good, so let's get ALL these things done.
1. Get to LA, pay the abstract and get license hold released.
2. Lift.
3. Bike to the DMV, get license back hopefully.
4. If any time left, try and get a hold of the police. Maybe get car back?
5. If time left, pick up paycheck.
The sun shine-shining
Much longer day today. Woke up later than I intended, thanks to my phone alarm not going off, but in the end I made it work.
As a precaution, I think it'd be best to keep names out of this journal. If my friends, coworkers, or (worst-case) the Marines see this, I'd like to have a bit of plausible deniability instead of frank evidence.
That being said, work was interesting today. We have a number of attractive women working there and that definitely helps the day pass by just that much quicker.
I was a dick on the internet and felt bad. It's funny how that works sometimes.
The Clippers beat the Heat, which is always interesting. As a die-hard Lakers fan, I will admit watching the Clippers this season is a hell of a lot more fun than watching the Lakers.
I need to remember to weigh myself in the morning. I weighed myself before I left for work and I was a whopping 174.1. I need to gain a good ten pounds or so before I feel like I'm at a strong weight.
On to the details:
Day 2:
DIET
Breakfast: protein shake with water (around 40 g protein), big bowl of the vegetarian soup from Costco. Delicious stuff.
Snack: Lava Flow from Juice It Up, with another 35 g of protein. Funny though, I finished the smoothie and was hungrier afterward than I was when I started it.
Lunch: Carnitas quesadilla from Baja Fresh. Yeah, I kind off fell of the ladder with that one. But in my defense, I was really damn hungry.
Dinner: Chicken soup and 3 Hawaiian rolls.
Misc: About four bottles of water, one of which contained those Nestea crystal packets. Those actually make me much thirstier than the water by itself, but the water at work is Arrowhead, and those packets are the only way to make them palatable.
EXERCISE:
Good day of lifting, but I need to find my book if I'm to continue. It might be upstairs in the play room.
Lifting:
20x3 pullups on a minute: 5x3 unassisted and 15x3 with 80 lbs assisted.
20x3 dead lifts on a minute: 95 lbs
3xcircuit:
10 hands under shoulders pushups
10 jumps
10 floor dumbbell bench, 30 lbs
10x2 dumbbell clean and jerk, 30lbs
Biking to and from work, same as yesterday.
SLEEP
Went to bed around 4 or so, slept till 1230. So we'll call it 8 and a half hours. Not bad, but would like to shift the schedule earlier so I have time to lift before those 2-9 shifts I'm so fond of at work.
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I need to ensure I get flexible. I am horrendously inflexible and working out hard like this will only make it worse. I need to find a time and a good routine to do so I can stay loose.
Also, I need to protect my hands. I might have 4 blisters on my hands just from one day of lifting. Oh well.
Once again journal, I bid you adieu and pray that keeping this log will help me stay on the straight and narrow buff-wise.
Love,
this guy
As a precaution, I think it'd be best to keep names out of this journal. If my friends, coworkers, or (worst-case) the Marines see this, I'd like to have a bit of plausible deniability instead of frank evidence.
That being said, work was interesting today. We have a number of attractive women working there and that definitely helps the day pass by just that much quicker.
I was a dick on the internet and felt bad. It's funny how that works sometimes.
The Clippers beat the Heat, which is always interesting. As a die-hard Lakers fan, I will admit watching the Clippers this season is a hell of a lot more fun than watching the Lakers.
I need to remember to weigh myself in the morning. I weighed myself before I left for work and I was a whopping 174.1. I need to gain a good ten pounds or so before I feel like I'm at a strong weight.
On to the details:
Day 2:
DIET
Breakfast: protein shake with water (around 40 g protein), big bowl of the vegetarian soup from Costco. Delicious stuff.
Snack: Lava Flow from Juice It Up, with another 35 g of protein. Funny though, I finished the smoothie and was hungrier afterward than I was when I started it.
Lunch: Carnitas quesadilla from Baja Fresh. Yeah, I kind off fell of the ladder with that one. But in my defense, I was really damn hungry.
Dinner: Chicken soup and 3 Hawaiian rolls.
Misc: About four bottles of water, one of which contained those Nestea crystal packets. Those actually make me much thirstier than the water by itself, but the water at work is Arrowhead, and those packets are the only way to make them palatable.
EXERCISE:
Good day of lifting, but I need to find my book if I'm to continue. It might be upstairs in the play room.
Lifting:
20x3 pullups on a minute: 5x3 unassisted and 15x3 with 80 lbs assisted.
20x3 dead lifts on a minute: 95 lbs
3xcircuit:
10 hands under shoulders pushups
10 jumps
10 floor dumbbell bench, 30 lbs
10x2 dumbbell clean and jerk, 30lbs
Biking to and from work, same as yesterday.
SLEEP
Went to bed around 4 or so, slept till 1230. So we'll call it 8 and a half hours. Not bad, but would like to shift the schedule earlier so I have time to lift before those 2-9 shifts I'm so fond of at work.
---
I need to ensure I get flexible. I am horrendously inflexible and working out hard like this will only make it worse. I need to find a time and a good routine to do so I can stay loose.
Also, I need to protect my hands. I might have 4 blisters on my hands just from one day of lifting. Oh well.
Once again journal, I bid you adieu and pray that keeping this log will help me stay on the straight and narrow buff-wise.
Love,
this guy
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
My, how time changes lives
Funny how life works. Last time I wrote in here, I was still in law school, living up in LA, liked a tough girl and spent my days drinking and working in a law firm.
None of those previous statements are true anymore. I am now back at home in Orange County. Turns out when I thought I had just squeaked through my first year of law school, I had instead fallen a hair short of the minimum GPA. I now work in retail making less than half of what I did during the summer per hour in a law firm. I am also currently fighting the law because of a surprise license suspension. I was pulled over and "the Man" took away my ride for a good mandatory 30 days. As the French like to say, c'est la vie (or whatever it is those silly French people like to say over in that country they live in).
The real fun has begun now: I'm in the process of getting myself shipped overseas to shoot people and live a life considered blessed if I see the sunrise the next day. That's right, I'm trying to become a Marine.
Why? One, because I am a hopeless badass. Two, I am a glutton for punishment (see previous paragraphs). Three, because I am hoping I can finally force myself to make the most of all my God-given talents. Seriously, the title of my life story could easily be "The Boy that Could've and Should've, but Didn't, (that Asshole)," if things don't change soon.
I am hoping that picking up writing here again will give me a place to document the work I'm doing and give me something external on which to latch a commitment. I guess today will be day 1 of getting myself back in shape.
A little back story regarding my potential athleticism: I've played almost every sport known to American-grown youths and did better than average in most of them (I still suck at tennis and golf though). I played water polo in high school and college. I was always a tad scrawny up to and through high school, and entered the glorious realm of D1 sports at a whopping 147 lbs sopping wet. Mind you, I was at that point (and still am) 6' 2". Our team nutritionist declared me almost clinically anorexic, except that I ate like a horse. Apparently I ate way too healthy and worked out way too much to gain any weight. Since I couldn't stop working out (my hours of work actually increased once hitting college), I had to instead change my diet into the worst calorie-riddled smorgasbord I could fit into my aching jaws.
Long story short, after 3.5 years of 5000 calories a day, I ballooned up to 197 lbs. Because I was still working out like crazy (and hardly ever drank), I still retained below a 5% body fat percentage. In essence, I was Adonis. My nickname on the team was Bruce Lee because of my body type.
Now I am back down to 178. I lost a lot of strength, size, and a ton of conditioning (not to mention that sexy, sexy tone). Here's what I need to be able to do before I attempt the Marines PFT: 20+ pullups, 120 crunches in 2 minutes, and run 3 miles in 18 minutes or less.
During college my record for pullups was 23, so I know with some hard work I could get back there again. I can still do 120 crunches in 2 minutes, so that will be no challenge whatsoever. My issue is the running. I am still decently athletic but I was never a distance athlete in anything. I don't have the mindset for it and I clearly have no clue how to train for it.
On top of those specific goals, I also have to be in phenomenal shape just to be in the Marines. Of course, I would like to attempt the Special Forces, which actually shouldn't be as hard for me as other people because of my extensive water training background.
To put a date, I want to be physically ready to go by April 1st (no, I am not setting myself up for an April Fools thing. Or am I?). That is exactly a certain number of days from now, let's call it roughly 75 days, to go from couch brotato to Marine specialist.
So without further gilding the lily, here is day 1:
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DIET
Breakfast: pizza bagel my brother left over from the previous day that he traded me for a better copy of Kanye's new album. Bottle of water.
Lunch: chicken caesar salad from El Pollo Loco. Grande double coffee mocha frappuccino from Starbucks (what the hell was I thinking?).
Dinner: good-sized bowl of homemade chicken soup. 6-8 cookies. Half a glass of milk.
Miscellaneous: 2-4 other bottles of water.
EXERCISE
Biked to and from work, which is roughly 4 miles in each direction. On the way back, I'm forced to hike up the hill to my house because it is too steep to ride up at this moment.
SLEEP
Went to bed at 430 or so, woke up at 1215 or so.
GOALS FOR DAY 2
Earlier bed time, between 7.5-8.5 hours of sleep, a solid lifting session, and a healthier meal plan. The lunch/early dinner is what is going to kill me.
---
Let's see if day 2 can have a much better amount of lifting and working out. Online journal, I'm counting on you to keep me on the straight and narrow, so don't even think about slacking on me.
Till next time, I remain:
the same guy, only better.
None of those previous statements are true anymore. I am now back at home in Orange County. Turns out when I thought I had just squeaked through my first year of law school, I had instead fallen a hair short of the minimum GPA. I now work in retail making less than half of what I did during the summer per hour in a law firm. I am also currently fighting the law because of a surprise license suspension. I was pulled over and "the Man" took away my ride for a good mandatory 30 days. As the French like to say, c'est la vie (or whatever it is those silly French people like to say over in that country they live in).
The real fun has begun now: I'm in the process of getting myself shipped overseas to shoot people and live a life considered blessed if I see the sunrise the next day. That's right, I'm trying to become a Marine.
Why? One, because I am a hopeless badass. Two, I am a glutton for punishment (see previous paragraphs). Three, because I am hoping I can finally force myself to make the most of all my God-given talents. Seriously, the title of my life story could easily be "The Boy that Could've and Should've, but Didn't, (that Asshole)," if things don't change soon.
I am hoping that picking up writing here again will give me a place to document the work I'm doing and give me something external on which to latch a commitment. I guess today will be day 1 of getting myself back in shape.
A little back story regarding my potential athleticism: I've played almost every sport known to American-grown youths and did better than average in most of them (I still suck at tennis and golf though). I played water polo in high school and college. I was always a tad scrawny up to and through high school, and entered the glorious realm of D1 sports at a whopping 147 lbs sopping wet. Mind you, I was at that point (and still am) 6' 2". Our team nutritionist declared me almost clinically anorexic, except that I ate like a horse. Apparently I ate way too healthy and worked out way too much to gain any weight. Since I couldn't stop working out (my hours of work actually increased once hitting college), I had to instead change my diet into the worst calorie-riddled smorgasbord I could fit into my aching jaws.
Long story short, after 3.5 years of 5000 calories a day, I ballooned up to 197 lbs. Because I was still working out like crazy (and hardly ever drank), I still retained below a 5% body fat percentage. In essence, I was Adonis. My nickname on the team was Bruce Lee because of my body type.
Now I am back down to 178. I lost a lot of strength, size, and a ton of conditioning (not to mention that sexy, sexy tone). Here's what I need to be able to do before I attempt the Marines PFT: 20+ pullups, 120 crunches in 2 minutes, and run 3 miles in 18 minutes or less.
During college my record for pullups was 23, so I know with some hard work I could get back there again. I can still do 120 crunches in 2 minutes, so that will be no challenge whatsoever. My issue is the running. I am still decently athletic but I was never a distance athlete in anything. I don't have the mindset for it and I clearly have no clue how to train for it.
On top of those specific goals, I also have to be in phenomenal shape just to be in the Marines. Of course, I would like to attempt the Special Forces, which actually shouldn't be as hard for me as other people because of my extensive water training background.
To put a date, I want to be physically ready to go by April 1st (no, I am not setting myself up for an April Fools thing. Or am I?). That is exactly a certain number of days from now, let's call it roughly 75 days, to go from couch brotato to Marine specialist.
So without further gilding the lily, here is day 1:
---
DIET
Breakfast: pizza bagel my brother left over from the previous day that he traded me for a better copy of Kanye's new album. Bottle of water.
Lunch: chicken caesar salad from El Pollo Loco. Grande double coffee mocha frappuccino from Starbucks (what the hell was I thinking?).
Dinner: good-sized bowl of homemade chicken soup. 6-8 cookies. Half a glass of milk.
Miscellaneous: 2-4 other bottles of water.
EXERCISE
Biked to and from work, which is roughly 4 miles in each direction. On the way back, I'm forced to hike up the hill to my house because it is too steep to ride up at this moment.
SLEEP
Went to bed at 430 or so, woke up at 1215 or so.
GOALS FOR DAY 2
Earlier bed time, between 7.5-8.5 hours of sleep, a solid lifting session, and a healthier meal plan. The lunch/early dinner is what is going to kill me.
---
Let's see if day 2 can have a much better amount of lifting and working out. Online journal, I'm counting on you to keep me on the straight and narrow, so don't even think about slacking on me.
Till next time, I remain:
the same guy, only better.
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