goddessamazon’s BodyBlog

To hell with eating like crap again. I’m so over it! BLAH! Today was the day I decided to start my cut early. Unlike the first time I started cutting, I did it because I was trying to make up from bulking. This time my bodyfat isn’t high but I’m tired of eating like shit. Not only that but my body is breaking down because of it. I’ve been eating anything and everything I want for the past 5 weeks and during that time my allergies came back, my skin looks bad, my abs are gone and I had flu like symptoms TWICE! Yup! That’s my cue to stop eating dirty.

So this morning I woke up congested. That’s when I decided to go out for an hour of slow cardio. When I came back in the house I fixed a protein shake and started planning my meals for the rest of the day. I’m preparing for my next natural BBing comp in August and due to my health sake it’s best that I start my cut early than later.

Can you believe I am finally coming back to conclude my story? Yes, I’m such a goober! In my defense I’ve been working like a mad woman recently with my businesses and enjoying my new found freedom of eating sugar! Tantra was right about the fact that I need to stop the cheese and yesterday I stopped. I haven’t had cheese in over three days. I was at the grocery store looking at the variety of cheese and a voice in my head said "Let it go!" so I did. So in 10 days I’ll be back to eating 100% clean and hitting the gym twice a day. June 1st will be the first day of my 9 week cutting cycle.
Ok so let me finish my story.

When I didn’t hear back from THE CON ARTIST I knew he along with a hating ass couple on the forum was secretly watching my blog. So I stopped uploading my progress pictures and I kept my entry very vague. I know there’s a saying "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer" well I don’t believe in that saying because the closer your enemy is to you the easier it is for them to harm you. Not only that but I didn’t want those motherf*ckers to know what I was up to. I didn’t want them to know that I was staying focused with my goals. Since there is no filter feature with bodyspace blog and everyone can view I decided to take my blog to a secret location on the internet and bring a few friends with me.

Two weeks before registering for my NPC comp I found out that the promoter eliminated the "novice" division due to low participation. I was very disappointed to hear this because this is the division I was preparing for. However, the show must go on so I entered into the women’s open instead.

During those finally weeks of my comp I relied on the wisdom from my friend Sharon and the motivation from my "support posse".  The interesting thing happened when I had my profile turned inactive. For some reason when I did that most people thought I have given up and quit. My haters celebrated this notion in a thread on the 35 and over forum. Especially that cow "someday" and her 2 inch pen0r husband "mr someday". These two thought they had got the best of me and I relished in the day when I would come back active and make them eat their words. Since D. T. was the sponsor of the competition he knew I was entering the day after I paid for my registration.

When I participated in my first comp I didn’t win. Yes I placed 2nd and 3rd but the when I talked to the judges they all agreed that my posing was terrible. I was also holding a lot of water in my lower body but my poor posing cost me 1st place. I was devastated not to mention furious! I had one week to perfect my posing before my second competition and there was no way in the hell I was going to look like a fool in front of that b*tch azz CON ARTIST aka "The Sponsor". So I hunted my friend BJ down and begged him to teach me how to pose. BJ is a competitive bodybuilder too and he’s been competing for over 5 years so if anyone could help me he could. BJ agreed to help me and for a solid week I would spend an hour with BJ and then two hours to myself later on that day. I stop doing cardio that week because I was getting it from so much posing.

Finally the second comp day was here and I was in waaaaaaaaaaaaaay better shape for this one then my last one. I did my depletion correctly along with cramming as much posing practice as possible. So when I arrived at the comp I had confidence written all over my face. As soon as I walked in I saw D. T. and his wife setting up the weight room. He didn’t speak to me but his wife did and I spoke back to her. When we were all back stage in our posing suit it felt sooooooooooooo good to see the expression on that motherf*cker’s face when he saw my body.

I look like a normal woman huh?, I don’t have any muscles right? I’ll never get my body ready by April?  Hey D. T.? Would you like ketchup, mustard or A-1 steak sauce to go with your words?

There’s a member here on bb.com who D. T. trains. When I asked her if he is her posing coach she gave me this crazy look as if I insulted her. "No he’s not my posing coach. He’s just my trainer" she replied. So now I knew I’ve been conned. That azzhole was training her for two years but she goes to someone else for posing coaching? But wasn’t he suppose to be a posing coach??????
Anywho……………………

My posing was flawless and as many of you know I won 1st place in my class. This is why I have the quote "Success is the Ultimate Revenge" because I had so many haters wishing failure upon me. When D. T. abandoned me I was beyond PISSED!  Why would someone do something so evil like that?

So as many of you all know I will not compete in the NPC again as a bodybuilder. This decision is not because of my experience with with that CON ARTIST but the realization that competing against other women who use steroids and/or insulin is hopeless. They will always win because they use drugs to enhance their bodies. I’m staying natural so my muscles are limited to a certain level of growth but I’ll continue to compete as a bodybuilder in the natural competitions.

So that’s what happened in a nut shell. I’m sure I left a lot of stuff out but it doesn’t matter. I felt a sense of relief when I wrote about this over a week ago so the healing has  already taken place.

As far as D. T. aka THE BALD BASTARD is concern I doubt that I’ll see him again but I do know this…… Karma is a b*tch and what he did to me was uncalled for. Karma will get his ass and I have no doubt about that. What goes around comes around but in his case karma may come around TWICE!

"Ain’t nuthin’ good gon come unto you til you do right by me!" Celie from the movie "Color Purple"

the end

It feels good to get things off your chest. I can’t believe how happy I have been the last several days. But I must bring it all to a conclusion now because everyone on BB.com was not in on being my support posse and want to know the ending.

I noticed something about myself. If I say I’ll do it in my blog then it will get done. So FYI, the conclusion to my story will be concluded tomorrow.

In other news my IPOD arrived today. I left it in Germany and my friend mailed it back. I’ve been going to the gym but I haven’t done any cardio. NOT ONCE since I’ve been back. When I say no IPOD-no cardio that’s exactly what I mean. I hate cardio but I love music and having music makes me love cardio so that’s how I can stay devoted to cardio.

Ok, I’ll respond to you guys individually tomorrow in addition to finishing up my story.

cya!

I’m going to finish the conclusion of my experience later on today but for now I want to talk about my weight.

On April 19 (my last NPC comp date) I weighted 153 pounds which I thought was very light.  Sharon and I agree that I should weight no less than 160 as a bodybuilder and that’s what I’m working on. When I went to Germany I ate like shit with all intentions of gaining the weight back. So when I came back the US I weighed 171 then after being here for a week I went back down to 166 and today I’m 164. WTF?????

So that means that I’m 11 pounds heavier than my last comp weight. So I have a new problem. It’s a good problem to have but a problem none the less. My next competition will be in July and I need to gain more muscle mass but I don’t know if this is possible.

After spending hours on the forum playing around and being silly in some threads I’m back to a good mood so let me finish this story so I get this over with and start my healing.

Now many of you are probably asking yourself questions. One of those questions is “Why would I allow this man to train me after he chopped down my dreams and try to sale me a membership to a gym he invested in when all I wanted him to do was teach me how to pose?”

Well the answer is simple. You see my father was never supportive in anything that I wanted to do. He was only supportive in things that he wanted me to do but NEVER supportive in things that I passionately wanted to pursue. As a matter of fact I never had a man (in person) to truly support me in my goals. My father, brother, uncles, cousins, exboyfriends and male friends have never supported me in any of my personal goals. Many years ago I enrolled into anger management therapy and my psychologist said that since I never had any support from a male authority or father figure in my past I will constantly seek one for the future. She said that no matter what happens to me in life I will never be satisfied until I find a father figure who sincerely supports me and encourages me to pursue my dreams.

As of today I don’t know what it feels like to have male support (online? Yes but in- person? No). I have no idea what it feels like to have a man believe in me. Women? Hell Yeah! I got a looooooooooong list of women but no men. Not even one. I envy anyone who does and one day I hope I get to experience the joy and security of having a male “father figure” in my life. I believe such a man is out there but for some reason I don’t think he’s here in America but in Germany (which is another story).

So this is why I went along with Mr D. T’s BS. Did I buy a membership to the gym he co-owned. HELL NO! I wasn’t that desperate but I did allow him to personal train me. FYI- He sucks at that too!

Part Two…………….

So the little girl in me who wanted so desperately to have a father figure in my life decided to give Mr D. T. a chance so against my better judgement I allowed him to be my personal trainer. I told him like I told the other personal trainers that I am stronger than I look and my body only responds to heavy weights. Did he listen? Nope! Just like the rest of those bozos he too thought he knew how to train a tall woman. His training was a joke. A complete waste of my time. If we were training two body parts he would have me do two - three lifting exercises for one body part and one exercise for the other body part. Light weights with only 10 reps. So to make sure I wouldn’t miss out on some serious lifting I would go to my ghetto gym first, lift heavy with 4 - 5 exercise for each body part with 12 – 15 reps and then go to his gym for his piss poor training. No posing session whatsoever just p*ssy azz weight training. He even asked me about steroids and I told him that I would never take steroids or insulin because I’m a naturalist and I’m against chemical drugs unless it’s a matter of life or death. Now this was interesting. Even though my other personal trainers were sorry sons of b*tches they never mentioned steroids to me. Even my good friend Sharon (Prez of the lez) who openly admits to steroids use NEVER EVER EVER mentioned or suggested that I take steroids. She’s actually against me taking steroids!  So I think to myself “I can’t believe this jackazz wants me to juice!” But I still stuck around and come to him after working out at my ghetto gym.

So this goes on for about two weeks and then one day I came to his gym and he was not there. His business partner told me that he was sick and that he had to cancel our meeting that day. No Problem I thought so I headed back over to my gym for some cardio. I called his number and left a message on his voice mailbox but I never heard back from him. So I figured that he was blowing me off which was cool with me at the time so I continued to train myself and stayed focused on my goal to compete in April.

Now here’s where it gets good!

Two weeks later I get a call from Mr D. T. asking me why I haven’t contact him? “Ah! I was the one who left you a message when you canceled our last meeting. The last time I checked you had my number. You called me so I assume you still have my phone number right?” He blew that question off and was very eager to pick up where we left off. When I say eager I mean REALLY eager.

The first day back together Mr D. T. would make little sly remarks to me like “You look a little soft girl. Your muscles lack protein and you ain’t going to get the muscles you want by eating tofu”.

Huh? Tofu? Where the f*ck did that come from? I never told Mr D. T. that I was a vegetarian. Why? Because he never asked! But by his remarks that day I realized that he knew but how? I got the answer during our second meeting. During our p*ssy azz training session he says “So vegetarians taste better huh?”

Whoa!

There are only two places I have that slogan. 1. On a bumper sticker placed on the back of my truck (which he’s never seen) and 2. On the signature of my bodybuilding.com profile.  So when he said this I instantly stopped lifting and gave him this funny luck. I guess he couldn’t hold it in any longer and he told me that he found my bodybuilding.com profile. How? Well when I asked him he said that when he googles his name my blog shows up. THAT’S BULLSH*T! I’ll tell you how he really found my blog.

You see when I put the link to his website on my blog it produced hits to his website. Those hits are recorded in his stats and those stats list the actual link that referred those hits which was my blog. How do I know this? Because I’m a website master too. Like I said……..Game recognize game and you can’t out play the f*cking Game Master!

So now that he found my profile he took the time to read most of my blog entries and my post messages in the forum. During that time I was in a heated fight with some helfa in the 35 and Over Forum. I posted this response to that idiot who insist that she and I are the same.

So D. T. reads this and tells his wife what I said on the forum. During my leg workout she comes up to me with an attitude and says to me in that crazy voice of hers “You think you’re different than me?”  D. T. is standing beside her smiling from ear to ear.  “Yes I am different than you.” I replied.

She gets upset with my answer and then says defensively “You’re no different than me!”

I didn’t reply back. I wasn’t in the mood to fight that day so I let her speak her mind so she can leave me alone.

So now I’m pissed. They both are reading everything I say on BB.com and if they don’t like it they will bring it up during my workout.

[FYI - They’re reading this too! **waves**]

Now let me try to make this short because I’m tired and I want to go to bed now.

• D. T. reads my blog and forum entries religiously
• Training      stills sucks but we do 5 minutes of posing every now and then.
• I’m      losing fat and my muscles are showing which surprises both of them.
• D. T. reads some of the suggestions made by my bodyspace friends and apply it to      my p*ssy azz training. For example. Stormi suggested that I work on my      calves because they look under developed. The next day guess who included      calf exercises into my training? Yeah! Exactly!
• My      ghetto gym has new owners and they are pissing me off.
• The      new owners of my ghetto gym want to use my image to promote the gym. I      give them the big “Hell to the no!” answer.
• I tell      this to D. T. and he replies “That’s right! Because I’m going to      post your picture on my website with all this free training I’m giving      you!”

**Insert Scooby Doo Impersonation** HUH? What you say shaggy?

Now that shit totally caught me off guard. So off guard that I didn’t even respond to him when he said it. Post my pic on his website? He’s going to take the credit for all the hard work I put into my body? He’s going to tell everyone that he’s my personal trainer (when he’s supposed to be my posing coach) and that my body is a direct result of his FREE personal training?

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**wipes tears away** I’m still laughing at that nonsense.

So by now I had enough of the games and I gave him a call THAT NIGHT! He didn’t answer the phone so I hung up and called again. Still no answer so I left a message and this is exactly what I said word for word. “Hi Mr CON ARTIST! Can you give me a call as soon as you can? I would like to talk to you about my workout and some other things. Just in case you lost my number it’s 770-***-**** thanks and hope to hear from you soon”

I never heard from that motherf*cker again!

The conclusion coming up tomorrow! Trust me, it’s going to be nice and short with a very happy ending.

Cya!

That clip I uploaded yesterday was of Norma Stitz

"The Guinness Book of World Records" certified her possessor of the world’s largest natural breasts. She has like 74 www size breast! OMG!!!!!!
Why she hasn’t had back surgery by now is beyond me. Here’s another clip of her. Call me a perv but looking a huge soft breast like these make me smile with joy.

While I was laying in my bed sick as a dog I was able to reflect on this entry. An entry that I’ve put off long enough. Hopefully I won’t get too emotional when I confess anything but I doubt it. I went through a lot of emotional pain in the past and releasing it won’t be pretty. So in order for me to completely heal I must express it in a way that I feel! I’m fully aware that this will permanently burn some bridges and you know what? I’m ok with that! Hell! Let me go get the gasoline and lighter!

All my life I’ve been told that I can’t do things because of my race, gender, background, height, etc. It’s as if one of my purposes in life is to prove people wrong. When I joined this website I found a place to learn and grow. I joined in April 2007 and I’ve competed a year later so that in itself proves that I was damn serious about being a bodybuilder.

After wasting money with 4 other personal trainers I decided to train myself. I’m living in the age of the internet so if I need to research anything then I can come to bb.com or google it. I also enrolled in a personal trainer course so that I can be a certified personal trainer and become my own damn PT instead of hiring these timewasters.

But there was one thing I needed. There was something that I couldn’t teach myself. I needed a posing coach. I could prepare my diet, honestly critique my body and oversee my workout/training regimen but I couldn’t teach myself how to pose. I needed someone with experience to help me with that. So after searching endlessly on the internet with zero results I decided to call the NPC promoter for help. I figured that if I called him he would point me in the right direction. BOY WAS I WRONG!!!!!

The NPC promoter for the April 2008 show referred me to one of his sponsors with the initials D. T. (I’m giving initials instead of the name due to the request of BB.com) He told me that Mr D. T. use to be a bodybuilder and can definitely teach me to be a better poser. So I went on the internet and googled this person’s info. I wanted to find out more about him before giving him a call. I saw the link to his website and decided to browse through it. What sold me on Mr D. T. was the fact that he was an amputee. THIS REALLY IMPRESSED ME? Why? Because I’m sure he was told what he could and couldn’t do because he only had one leg. I knew without a doubt that he could relate to my experience of encountering negative people telling you what you can or cannot do. But most of all I knew that he would be the “in person” support I needed to WIN my competitions! WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

So my naive ass call his office and a woman with a deep voice answers the phone. When I say deep I’m not talking about Barry White deep. I’m talking about female bodybuilders on steroids deep. Yup, that type of deep voice. I politely asked to speak to Mr T who wasn’t in at the moment so I had a very nice conversation with her (his wife). She was very pleasant on the phone and her voice didn’t shock me at all because I have a few female bodybuilder friends who sound like her so I’m use to hearing this type of voice. The shocking part was learning that she’s a figure competitor and not a female bodybuilder. During this time I had no idea that figure competitors took body enhancing drugs (steroids and/or insulin). I was very naive at that time but today I am well informed about EVERYTHING that occurs in this industry and my “ignorance is bliss” phase is over!

Anywho…………..

I was so excited about talking to Mr D. T. that I blogged about it. I wanted this man to be my posing coach so badly (so I thought). When he called I was so excited to talk to him. I had a smile from ear to ear. I told him my BBing plans for April and that I needed a posing coach. I also told him that I was financially limited but will pay him for posing lessons. He said that we can work something out financially but he wanted to see me in person first so he can look at my body. [By the way all of this can be verified in my past blog entries.]  We set up a day and time for me to meet him in person so he can look at my body.  Now for those of you who have been keeping up with me throughout the year will remember that this past January I was in the process of losing fat from a bulk I did last fall. I had started my cut diet on December 17 so when he saw me I was only on the cut for about a month. To make matters even worst I came on my period the day before so at that time I was bloated with a lot of water weight. I wanted to reschedule the meet but decided against it. If this man is really as good as I think he is he will see me as a “diamond in the rough” and look past the excess bloating and fat. WRONG AGAIN!!!!!!

The day I met Mr T in person was a disaster. He said that I looked like a normal woman and there was no way I would be ready for the April show. I was crushed. I told him about the bulk and that I was bloated due to my period but he didn’t pay attention to that. Another thing he kept doing which pissed me off was looking at my body through the mirror and not sight on. Ok let me explain. When I presented my body to Mr D. T. he didn’t stand in front of me and look at me directly. We were in a huge aerobic room covered in mirrors with poor lighting. He would ONLY look at my body by looking at my reflection in the mirror. WHO THE F*CK DOES THAT? When NPC, IFBB and NBF judges critique bodybuilders do they look at them directly or have those competitors stand in front of a mirror and look at their reflection? You see that right there was my first warning to leave. My second warning was when he ignored the fact that I’ve been training my body since April of 2007,  did a stupid bulk in August of that same year and was bloated from my menstrual cycle. Then to add insult to injury he gets his wife to come in the room to show me what I should look like. NOW THIS WAS A BIG JOKE!!!!!!

**Awwwww shit! Now I’m mad! I’m about to get crunk up! I tried to explain everything without being emotional but as I get closer to the issue I feel myself getting pissed so from now I’m going to type this from an emotional point of view. I will tell the truth but I’m going to do it in “b*tch mode”.**

Ok, where was I? Oh yeah! Mr D. T. brings his wife in to critique my body  and this chick does the same damn thing. She looks at my body through my f*cking reflection in the mirror and not one on one. Then she said “You don’t have any muscles” (B*tch you don’t either) But that wasn’t the insulting part. The insulting part was when she took off her shirt and flexed her 11 inch bicep. No wait! That’s not fair. Let me be brutally honest here. 10 INCH BICEP and says “Your arm should look similar to this.” Now truth be told she had very low bodyfat but that’s all she f*ckiing had. She has the voice of Lauren Powers but looks like Olive Oyl

Why in the HELL do I want to look like that?

Where are the f*cking cameras because I just think I got punk’ed!

So after that I was ready to go. F*ck this! Why put myself through this type of abuse? As I begin to put my clothes on Mr D T decides to take me on as a charity case. He tells me that my body isn’t ready for a competition and that I should wait another year to compete because I have no muscle tone. These two made me feel so bad about myself that for the first time in my life I actually had doubt about my goals. He told me that he will train me for free provided that I join his partner’s gym. (You all see where this is going right?)

So let’s sum this shit up shall we?

I call the April 19th NPC promoter for info on a good posing coach. He in turn refers me to one of his main sponsor (actually the only sponsor for his April 19th show) who was NOT a posing coach but since he was a sponsor he referred him to me ANY-DAMN-WAY!

I meet with Mr D. T.  (along with his wife) and they both cut me down and stomp all over my dreams. After cutting me down he decides to become my 5th personal trainer and takes me as a charity case provided that I join his partner’s gym.

So ladies and gentlemen as you will soon see I got f*cked! This jackazz wasn’t a posing coach! He was a personal trainer who just opened a new gym in Fayetteville with another guy and they were trying to build their membership base. So I was just the sucka he was looking for but my mother didn’t raise a fool! Game recognize game and I’ve seen this shit before! They picked the wrong b*tch this time. As you will soon see I am the one who gets the last laugh in the end. I will not be had by some lying azz dream killing motherf*ckin’ con artist.  Trust me, this shit gets even better as tell more!

Ok, I gotta go cool off before I go any further. I need to tell the rest with little emotions as possible so I’m going to take a break for now. Part two is coming up next.

To be continued…………..

Sorry everyone but I was sick for the pat 4 days. I’m feeling much better now and will be back with my detailed post.

In the meantime enjoy something that made me laugh my azz off.

Will be my next post entry. Lately I’ve been busy with my profession and since the money it coming in I’m not turning it down because I need to get out of the red from those past two comps.

So this entry is going to be short and sweet today. Oh and my f*cking camcorder is on the blink so I can’t upload those video clips for my video blog! **screams**

So I decided to come here to give you all a check in but now that I’m about caught up I’m going to be like straight fire with my next entry. No need to put this off any longer.

Ok gotta go finish some paper work and then head to bed.

cya!

Today was my first day back at my gym. DAMN IT FELT GOOD TO BE BACK! It’s going to feel really good to back on Monday too because that’s the day I get to see all my crazy azz friends. Today I am back on creatine and my workout was like a animal. I’m still not back to my full strength but at least I’m not pushing baby weights anymore. I saw my friend AJ and he asked me about future competitions. Right then and there I realized that I’m going to put off doing figure in August. I’ll do figure eventually but for now I need to get my body ready for the next natural bbing competition. Not only that but I need to get my finances in order before doing figure. That means buying two new suits, costume jewelry, 5 inch heels, etc. Not to mention hiring a QUALIFIED figure posing coach. I’m still looking for a posing coach for bodybuilding which at this moment is more important. There are five natural bodybuilding competitions coming up for the rest of this year and I’ve decided to compete in three of them. I’ll do figure next year but for now I’m sticking to what I love and that is bodybuilding.

While at the gym I got some bad news about one of the members there. This past Sunday one of the members at my gym died of a stroke. I knew him and often talked to him but we were not close like my other gym friends. I am more close to his wife than him but I was very sad to hear the news either way. The news about his death didn’t shock me though. This guy was extremely overweight and every time he came to the gym all he would do was swim around in the pool and sweat in the sauna.  No cardio! No Weight lifting! No Stretching! His wife would often complain about his eating.. He was diagnosed with high blood pressure several years ago and for the past 4 months he stop taking his meds. My heart goes out to her for her lost and it’s never a good thing to hear about someone passing unnecessarily.

In other news I going to start working on those video blogs soon. Boy that’s going to be a lot of f*cking work but I need to do it now while I have a lot of free time. If I don’t then it won’t get done.

And with that being said………………

Cya!

I’m getting PMs and Emails asking about my other video blogs. I didn’t stop recording my video blogs so don’t ya’ll worry. What I did do was stop uploading them at the time. But now that my comps are over and done with all is well in my world again I’ll be spending most of tomorrow editing and uploading the final weeks of my video blog. I even recorded myself the day of both comps. On the final week out you can see how much weight I dropped just by looking in my face. WOW!

So stay tuned for that. I’ll get that up tomorrow for sure. Until then please enjoy my version of porn video clip of a man who makes me creme.

I think after today I’ll be completely over my jetlag and slowly back into my normal routine. Today I spent over 3 hours running errands. Today is the day I’m back to eating 80% clean again. Wanna hear something crazy? I WANT TO EAT CLEAN! *gasp* I’m finished eating like shit and now that I got that craving/urge out of my system I’m ready to eat clean again.
While in Germany I ate whatever I wanted and drank as much alcohol as I wanted. So for the past two weeks I went buck wild. I did manage to hit the gym several days but nothing intense. So after eating like shit I noticed this past Wednesday that I was tired of eating like that. I was ready for my egg whites with spinach and onions. I wanted my oatmeal. grapefruit, tempeh (soy protein), asparagus and protein powder. I also wanted my chocolate back and dammit I got it back too. This is why I say eating 80% clean for this month because the 20% will consist of chocolate and veggie pizza!

I haven’t gone back to my gym yet due to lack of time but I’ll be there tomorrow. I’m looking forward to coming back in the late morning on Monday so that I can see all my crazy ass friends again. DAMN I MISS THEM!

So on April 19th I weighed 153-153 lbs and now I weigh 171 lbs. Am I mad? HELL NO! I promise myself that I’ll never go over 20 pounds from my comp weight. However, I strongly disagree with weighing under 160 for my comp weight. Seriously, my bodyfat was so low in my upper body that when I took off my bra I could actually see the implants under my skin. Ewwwwwww! It looked so gross! Totally not sexy! So now that I’ve gain some bodyfat back my breast look normal again bare. Yippie!!!!

I got a pleasant call from one of the guys from my NPC comp today. During my NPC comp I took the time to get to know everyone and made friends. Something I regret not doing at my first comp. One of the guys there knows IFBB Pro Toney Freeman. I asked him to contact Toney for me and ask him if he could teach me how to pose? Especially since he’s one of the tallest IFBB Pros out there. I think it’s so cool to know that I’m only one inch shorter than Toney Freeman! Anywho, the guy called me to tell me that Toney is going to be in New York for a while. He’s taken a gig as Jerry Springer’s special guest bouncer. He was on the show last year and Jerry liked him so much that they asked him to come back. However, Toney won’t be there for long. He’s just going to do a couple of shows and then come back to Atlanta. However, he said that he will know by June if he can coach me or not!

I’m not going to keep my hopes up on that one. Toney Freeman is a very busy man and he never stays still. He’s all over the place but if I can get two lessons from him I would be satisfied. As a tall person I realized that posing is going to make me or break me. This was my biggest problem for my first comp. And since I wasted time on a fake ass wanna be posing coach who don’t know shit about posing let alone personal training (Oh yeah D.T. I’m talking about your b1tch azz! I know you are reading my blog right now and I got a big surprise for you when I get the time. I will dedicate a blog entry specifically to your p*ssy ass so get ready to hate my guts soon because right now the feeling is mutual……….BIOTACH!) Anywho, after that experience I am more wiser now when choosing someone. Even if the person comes HIGHLY RECOMMENDED I’m going to check them out first. No need to go through the same bullsh*t twice. I’ll keep you all posted on what happened with Toney when I get that second phone call.
As for now I’m catching up on a lot of things and enjoying my time off because starting tomorrow I’m going back on my creatine and start lifting some heavy azz weights again!

Like Ronnie Coleman would say "LIGHT WEIGHT BABY! YEAAAAA BUDDDAAAAYYYY!"