bigjeff0065’s BodyBlog

Well, I’m going to take a second consective day off from the weights.  Fortunately, it’s not due to injury or sickness, just a changeup.  Usually I only take one day a week, but I can tell that my joints are getting just a little bit stiffer and minor aches seem to last longer at my age (I ain’t as good as I once was, but I’m as good once as I ever was).  Going to do some cardio today, and maybe some bodyweight stuff like dips, pullups and such.

I’ve been thinking about taking thai kickboxing as a cardio changeup, add a little fun to the monotony of the treadmill AND get out of the house some.  I’ll go scope it out next week on one of the days when my son is with his mom.  I’m wishing there was an adult and kids together class that we could do, I think it would be fun and I try to encourage him to be active since both his mother and I used to be fatty fat fatsos. 

I lost mine with diet and exercise, she did hers with gastric bypass surgery.  I would recommend against that option.  It screws with your head.  She never changed her lifestyle, but lost a bunch of weight and started getting compliments, but knew deep down that she didn’t do anything to earn those compliments.  She had confided in me that when she would get compliments on how great she looked, it kind of stung her deep down.  I on the other hand bask in the glory of a compliment.  I love them.  I guess it’s like my dad always told me…if something is given to you, you don’t appreciate nor take care of it nearly as much as if you earned it. 

My next short term goal is 185.  I’ve yet to not meet a weight goal early for my short term, but this one is tough.  I’m eating clean and working hard, but the scale is just not moving down.  I’d like to think I was building muscle and losing fat, but we’ll see when I measure BF later this week.  I think I’ve just hit a sticking point, but this too shall pass in time. 

As my 6 year old was reading some good old Dr. Seuss to me last night, I tried to keep my thoughts focused.  After reading he will go to sleep and I will hit the iron.  Just gotta stay awake, so hard to stay awake, but I am restless inside, anxious to prove myself once again. 

Apparently, the Seuss stuck inside my subconcious because the rest of today’s blog is in Seuss style:

One supp, two supp.  Red supp, Blue supp.

This obsession of mine is what I dig,

I drink some whey to make me big.

I pop some pills to make me lean,

now where’d I put my creatine?

The shakes I drink fast,

the pills I take slow,

now why is this pill as big as my toe?

Then it’s off to the gym like a raging bull.

Did I lift enough?  Why, yes!  The bar is full!

"Out of my way, you scrawny chump! Can you not see I need my pump?"

Then its off to do cardio, which I really hate,

this cannot be legal, at least not in every state.

I’m busy cooking my meals and packing my lunches,

If I hurry up now I can get an extra set of crunches.

This way of life just cannot be beat.

Thank God it’s a rest day… I get to cheat!

I’m in the best shape of my adult life.  I’m cruising towards my goals, exceeding them in most cases.  Sometimes I get home and rip off my shirt to check myself out in the mirror, more in disbelief than narcissism (though what’s not to love?).  Sure, I’m not where I want to be yet, but I’ve come a pretty good ways. 

Then next day, I look at myself and think I’ll never get there, still porky and look like crap.  I can’t figure it out.  When this happens,  I remind myself that I did indeed get better looking when I woke up in the morning, just as I did the day before.  Doesn’t always work, but it does sometimes.

Anyway, nothing to report here, diet is clean, training hard.  Still contemplating muay thai.

Weekend… time to relax, get in a good workout…well, didn’t happen.  I did get a good workout in on Friday night.  After my workout I was going to go out with a friend and see a movie or hang out or something, but it was crappy weather and she decided to not call me back and go out with her other "friends".  I’ll explain the "" later.  So 3AM rolls around and I get a text message asking for help.  Apparently, somebody was on their way home and got busted for speeding and DUI.  Ok, I DID go back to sleep (not real nice).  Figured a little jail time wouldn’t hurt.  So, I got up Saturday and went and dropped bail on her.  I did get a thank you.  Then today, I get an eat shit and die email from her about how I spent all weekend playing around with a bunch of loose women and whatever.  I’m sitting here trying to figure it out.  I went to a 2 year old’s birthday party Saturday p.m.  went home, went to bed.  Under the weather on Sunday, took it easy and laid up on the couch.  I just don’t get it.  I’m not even involved with this girl and I get hate mail for bailing her ass out of jail!  I’m assuming she’s a little pissed at herself for driving drunk (allegedly) and taking it out on everyone else.  I guess the "friends" she had been with were such that they wouldn’t throw her bail.  

Well, at least there’s a bright side… one less negative person in my life.  I thought I’d weeded them all out, but hit the bricks girl!  With friends like you…well you know. 

I guess when you lose a ton of weight people always ask what you did or what’s your secret.  I used to answer that I’m trying a new fad called Diet and Exercise, which is where you carefully monitor the food consumed AND workout to burn more calories than you consumed.  I’ve decided that people didn’t like that response.  I guess it’s too much work to do it that way.  Well, I decided to change the word diet to "nutrition".  I’m not on a diet, I eat clean as a lifestyle, and there is a difference.

Going to focus on shoulders tonite, not heavy lifting, but working my shoulders to help heal them.  Found some exercises to do i.e. dislocations, etc. from this site of all places that should help strengthen my shoulders so that these complications quit arising.

Now that I am getting leaner, I can start to see my deficiencies better.  I knew my biceps have always been less than what I want (whose aren’t?) and my delts need to grow a lot.  My lat bellies are very high and I need to figure out how to get the lower lat some work to eliminate this problem.  Lower back needs work, but I’ll pick up a roman chair this weekend so that will fix that issue. 

Well, have a great weekend! 

Well apparently today was wake up pissed day.  Don’t know why, but I had a very short temper today, good thing I was out of the office most of the day or I might have gone postal.  So, being all pissed off for no reason I expected tonight’s chest workout to be one for the ages.  NOT!!!

The old right shoulder doth protest too much.  I started out warming up with some dips and got in 3 sets despite the agony.  I was holding good form (kind of a C shape) to take the stress off of my shoulders and put the burden on my chest, but it was to no avail.  So, pissed off I switched up to abs and HIIT.  Burned some rubber on the treadmill and worked through some anger, but not as much as if I could have blasted my chest. 

So, end result is that legs may get pushed from Thursday to Wednesday, shoulders are out for this week for sure, Chest may get done on Thursday, if not cardio.  I hate getting older! 

I guess I’m finally going to give in and go see the uber-sexy hot doctor of mine and see if she’ll give me a cortisone shot or if it’s too damn broke and just have her amputate it.

Too damn bad I gave up the scotch otherwise I could have had a helluva time tonight.

Til next time loyal reader… Keep on hustlin’.