jixsumo’s BodyBlog

Its been almost a year since I started working out again.  I think started with my trainer in mid January 07.  I need to post some pics from when I started, to where I am now.  That may happen.  It may not.  I have definetly improved a lot.  I move a lot better and faster.  I am not short of breath going to the bathroom.  My joints dont hurt.  I have ankles.  I have a long way to go.

I have been looking around at all the people I work out with, I checked out the pics of the over 35 guys today.  I am really working out to live a healthier life.  I am vain.  So better pecs, shoulders, guns and hams are a part of my workout.  But being able to do the simple things I listed above are really a lot more important.

I did realize though, after 42 years of bulking, my cut phase may take a few years.  I am getting there.

I see the guys and ladies, that have completed thier transformations.  In 12 weeks Joe Blow, went from 250 to 185 and looks like the muscle chart hanging in your doctors office.  I am started off close to 200 pounds higher then that.  It may take longer then 12 weeks.  Speed for this kind of loss, is NOT a good thing.  I am taking my own sweet time. 

Pass the EXTEND dude…

The cold snap broke, and it was almost 70 degrees today.  I was dripping when I was done with my workout.  Its been so cold in there, I was starting to miss July when I would get STANK after 45 minutes.  Today it was HUMID, and HOT and I had sweat drip into my ear.  I missed that sweaty warm feeling.

I tried lipo-6 as part of my workout.  I dont think I will do that again.  I dont think it added to my intensity.  I felt more like I was gonna hurl.  I just dont do caffeine.  All the other ingredients look GREAT.  I was hoping the caffeine in there would not bother me, but I guess I was wrong. 

I have a crick in my neck.  It is a bit bothersome.  I hate this.  I was thinking I would skip my workout, but I went.  I cut out anything to do with my shoulders though.  I am not gonna push and HURT myself.  I had a good time in there. 

I did my workout at lunch.  Yes I am still at it, just not blogging that much.  My trainer is paid for.  I better use that time up.

It was 50RepDay.  We started with leg press.  I shocked me, I did 240 pounds.  I did 35 reps, stopped for 30 seconds to regain my composure, and cranked out the last 15.  I was expecting to hit 20, and die at 30 reps.  NOT TODAY.  It was freezing in there, but I got into a good groove and pushed on.

The other lifts went well, Leg press was followed by   Lat Pull downs, lying leg curls, SLED PULL!!!, hammer curls, SLED PULL AGAIN  

I have to get used to the fact that it will be COLD in there this winter.  I wont get drippy wet.  So I have to think ahead and get warm enough to not hurt myself.  But I wont get drippy wet like in summer.

My neck still hurts. 

Today is Friday.  I work from home on Fridays.  So going to the gym at noon is lunch. 

I just got in from the gym.  I did legs today.  It was an ok workout.  I can still walk, so I dont think I hit it hard enough.  It was FREEZING in there.  I was trying to warm up, but just could not get into the groove.  I got it all in.  I think I had good form.  Got my ass down while I was doing dead lifts.  I used the hammer strength machine for squats, and bottomed out a few times.  I like going low and heavy with my squats.  My knees were a bit shaky in there.  It was so cold, I never felt warmed up.  I did not even sweat at all.  I am used to being drenched when I am done.

IT WAS COLD IN THERE.

I bundled up and went home. 

Saturdays workout went great.  It was LEGS.

Squats on the hammer strength machine, ALL THE WAY DOWN, and ALL THE WAY UP.

Some  kind of dead lift on a hammerstrength machine.

Leg extensions, leg curls, and a some sort of squat thrust to complete the circuit. 

This was a good workout.  Its Sunday night.  I know I lifted yesterday.  I feel a little tight.

It was saturday, so I finished my workout and went home.  It felt good.

I thought I did not get sore anymore.  No More DOMS.

Apparently I was wrong.

My thighs hurt.

My arms are a bit stiff.

My chest is sore.

Its not bad.  I remember being in the fetal position crying when I was a kid.  This is more annoying.

Means I had a good workout.

My workout is changing again.  We have done a lot of different things in the gym.  Instead of doing the same type of workout from day to day.  We are starting to mix it up a bit.  50 reps one day.  A more traditional circuit the next, 10 to 12 reps, and rotate, blah blah blah.  This is ok.  I am trying to not to vomit in the middle of my workout. 

Have a good one

I did my thing again today.

50 reps, leg press, lat pulls, etc…

That is EXHAUSTING.

I have finally figured out that I can either train to gain muscle.  Or diet to lose fat.  The gaining of the muscle does not mean I will gain fat.  But I really cant cut my calories to 1500 a day, and then try to work out like a cross between a georgia and a roman field slave.  That was silly of me to even think I could try.  I am NOT 17 anymore.  I need food. 

I am taking a vacation week to get my diet in order.  Its way WRONG.  I know my body type.  I know what I need to get through my workouts.  My training is going great.  My diet is off and inconsistent. 

I am trying to get a good grasp on what I need to train, and hit my goals.  Sometimes I am spot on.  Everything is perfect.  Then, it seems like I drink one to many glasses of water, and I bloat up like a water balloon at a frat party.  Or have a weak moment, and a 4 pound key lime pie from costco seems to throw itself down my throat.  I am a stress eater.  I am becoming a stress lifter. 

The key lime pie does not bother me so much.  The water retension bugs me more.  I dont have to eat the pie.  I do have to drink water.

I am learning though.  I can put more potasium in my diet and less salt, to get my body to release more water. 

Anyway…  off I go

I work from home on Fridays.

Its cool except for one thing.  It  throws off my diet.  I am in my office doing my work thing.  Someone is not tapping me on my shoulder to go get water.  I dont get up for a bathroom break.  10oclock meal - missed it.  DANG. 

I get to the gym at 12:30 to work out.  It was a little off.  My trainer still has me doing 50 rep sets.  I like that.  I feel like I am getting the intensity I want and maybe my overall muscularity is improving.  Any way, I digress.  I got my reps in, pushed till I had a little vomit, and got it done. 

I have tracked my diet pre and post workout, and noted what were good days and what were bad.  It was just a touch off.  My morning diet routine was off. 

Keeping my diet consistent has to be the hardest part of all of this.  How those guys and gals keep it together and compete is AMAZING to me.  And the models?  OH JEEZ. 

I will keep at this.  Its good for me, no matter what I am doing.

I did my workout at lunch like always.  It went really well.  Everything fell into place.  I got in, got sweaty.  Accomplished what I needed to do.  And went back to work.

This afternoon, I went to the rest room.  I had a goose bump moment.  My nipples were both pointing the same direction.

I was shocked.

I had to look twice.

Its not like they were pointing east and west.  They generally have always pointed down too.  But today, they were both pointing down and straight ahead.  It was a personal moment for me. 

I just felt like sharing.

I have not posted in a while.

I am still working out.

Training till I am soaked to the bone.

I read this somewhere, "If you dont have a little vomit in your mouth, why bother?"  I train that hard, every single time.  I dont try to train hard.  I train hard.  Even if I dont feel like being there, I still push myself to get my blood flowing.  I tell myself, this could be the workout where my calves pop, or the last little bit of fat on my upper arms shrinks away, or some sets the stage for getting over the next hurdle.  I do this.  My calves did pop.  My triceps did pop.  If I had not pushed on those blah days, they may not have popped.

PUSH.

There are days when I am done, when I dont want to do this anymore.  That is bull shit.  I want to do.  I have done every thing else I have ever wanted to do.  and I did it by myself.

I have my trainer.  He is NOT lifting that weight for me.  He is not sweating for me.  He is not making it easy for me.  I am lifting that weight.  I am sweating, like a whore in church.  I am lifting those weights. 

I do this.

I push me.