D Weightlifter’s BodyBlog

Oh yeah, baby!  The abs are comin’!  Diet is pretty damn clean. 

I am stoked!

Pictures comin’ at ya soon! 

I am old.

Apparently my weightlifting hobby / passion will need to be re-thought.

The constant pain in my shoulder and bicep on my right side are not going away.  "Working thru the pain" and taking time off both fail to allow my body the chance to heal.

Swearing doesn’t seem to help either.

Instead, I am going to resolve to replace weights with reps in order to continue to lift.  My new theory is that 4-5 sets of 20-25 reps will help me stay toned because the reps allow my heart rate to rise without big weights being needed to do so. 

My first work-out with this strategy worked great!  I am sore as hell but not in severe pain in my "trouble spots".  Thank God!  I am tired of feeling so old and decrepit.

I am 37 though…Am I too old for this or just finally smart enough to finally make a permanent change to my work-out strategy? 

Time will tell.

In the meantime, I am working to lean out rather than "bulk-up".  Wish me well.

So I weigh myself before working-out today and the scale mistakenly says I am 187 pounds!  That’s the heaviest I have ever been!!

Can’t be right.

Must be the work-out pants (I usually work-out in shorts).  Maybe it is my new shoes.  I haven’t had a haircut in awhile…I’ll bet that’s it.  No, the scale must need adjustment.

No, I know better, I have indulged a bit over the holidays with sweets and alcohol.  I know that and will get right back to my normal routine starting today!  I promise!

I know that there is no excuse for the extra pounds other than I truly wanted to enjoy myself a bit.  I did not go overboard.  Today I am changing (before New Years even!).

Although I really do wonder…Can the scale be broken?

I am struggling with motivation a bit right now as I am nursing some nagging injuries to my right bicep and right shoulder (I think it is a rotater cuff).  Damn it!

I used to be a great healer from these injuries and now they linger on and on…

Am I pushing too hard?  Am I getting too old for this?  Am I just an idiot?

Who knows but I am sure tired of the pain!  I mean I’m not moving massive amounts of weight here and I am very in tune to my form so as to not reaggravate the injuries.

No matter what I do, rest or work-through it, the pain does not subside.  It’s not excruciating but pretty f@#king frustrating.  I am damned either way it seems.

Sorry to vent, but I really am lost as far as how to treat these injuries.  It has been about two years on the shoulder and easily one year on the bicep.

Oh well…I’ll survive.

I haven’t been very good about my blog lately but I am feeling bigger, still sore from my work-out on Sunday and looking forward to my next work-out Friday.  Intense, baby!

I have tried to check-out some of you on myspace.com but DAMN!

Tons of chicks looking to "hook-up".  Yeah, right.

They’re just links to XXX adult sites.  What a pain in the ass…

I should have never left bodybuilding.com.

This is where the serious people play.  We have goals, dreams and desires.  We have drive, determination, blood, sweat and tears.  We are real.

We are here to support one another.  We’re here to receive support. 

We’re here because we have a passion we want to pursue and share.

Some of those posers on myspace.com just want to lead you to passion.

All for $9.95 per month.   Fools.

Okay, so I wasn’t so good in Portugal.  I ate the best pastries I have ever had in Belem.

I drank Port red and white wine by the barrel full.

I also ate pigs ears (on accident), quail eggs, blood sausage (on a dare), duck, duck liver (again on accident) and even more heavenly pastries.

Would I do it all again?

Hell yes!

Maybe I set my diet and training back a bit…but I deserve it.

What fun is it being healthy, active and focused if you can’t enjoy yourself occassionally?

That would suck.  I had a blast and I’d do it all over again.

I’ll get back to my regimented ways now that I’m back in the states.

Now, pass me another pastry, won’t you?

This is my last time on here for about a week…I am headed to Portugal!

I won the trip through my professional exploits (I’m in Sales) and am looking forward to relaxing and soaking up the European lifestyle in Lisbon, Portugal.

I hope to eat clean (yeah, right) and gear up for my annual "bulking" phase during another long, cold Colorado winter.  I’m really looking forward to that too.

Catch ya when I get back.

Till then…Peace.

I seem to keep seeing blogs written by BodySpace members who are disappointed to learn that there are some among us who enjoy bringing others down…Come on people!

We are here for the love of our sport as well as to offer and receive support when we hit a plateau during our training.  So what if someone else’s diet, or work-outs or sex life is not your style. 

We are here to support one another.

I hate seeing these blogs where the author claims to want to leave the space.  That’s a shame! 

It is usually the women…so what’s up with that?

Shame on those of you who can only build yourself up by tearing others down.

I feel sorry for you.

So I have been busy…real busy.  My work-outs have suffered a bit and so has my diet.  I have not quit lifting and lost muscle tone but admittedly have lost some focus. 

Now that the "great cover-up" (fall) is coming as well as a few less hours to work each week, I can resume my hardcore lifting regimen without fear of all these summer distractions.

Don’t get me wrong, I love summer.

I love making progress towards my bodybuilding goal more however.

I will re-focus my work-outs and my diet and know that my next great unveiling (spring) should be better than this last spring .  I just need to re-focus my focus.

Sounds silly but I know what I have to do.  I will do it.

Let’s get it on!

I am disappointed in myself today.  I didn’t quite do my 20 squats.  I did 16 and was pretty sure I was going to die.  The good news however, is that I did the proper number of pull-overs, dips and chin-ups.

But those damn squats.

Today was my first work-out in a bit more than a week.  My head wasn’t all the way into it I guess.  My form was okay but the body kept saying, "Why do you hate me?"…

Anyway, I am disappointed and exhausted.  Like they say, tomorrow is another day.