Sincerelyxme

So for a little over a year now I’ve spent a good amount of my life in the gym… I basically live there. Now, on Dec. 27th I have an interview at my gym to become an employee! I’m deffently pumped, and ready to blow them away at my interview… wish me luck!

Yesterday I had my bf tested, and I came in at 10.2% I was very pleased meeting my first goal of 10%.

I’m now bulking, hoping to reach 160 or 165 without going over 12%. Then I’ll try to cut down to 7.5 or 8%

After only two days of being sick… I’ve dropped 6 pounds.

6 POUNDS I HAD TO WORK HARD FOR….

I’m so disappointed right now…..

All yesterday I couldn’t eat, and had to refrain from any physical activity…

I feel upwards of 80% today, and while the Doc suggests I take today off as well… SCREW THAT! I feel so much worse knowing I’m sitting on my ass, then pushing myself when I’m not at my best. I realize it’s probably not the best move (so I’m going to take it easy for a few days)

I’ve been throwing up all day, and my stomach has been going non-stop. I’ve been advised not to eat anything (clear liquids only) or work out for the day.

It’s KILLING me! Limited food…. Not going to the gym. Sitting at home just watching t.v. is making me go mad!

I haven’t had a camera in sometime, I’m currently looking for a job to pay for one I’ve had my eye on. Be on the look out though for new pics, coming soon!

(I hope!)

BMW M3…………$53,000
Armani Leather Jacket…………$700
Rolex Watch…………$3,450
The look on your ex-gf’s face after cutting season……..priceless

Do you ever get that feeling where you’re just not good enough? You’re shoulders aren’t wide enough, you don’t have that perfect V, or that your abs just aren’t cut enough. Do you ever get that feeling because of others… not others in the gym or out on the street, but by those you care about? I’m sorry I’m just ranting, but I’m just feeling kinda down right now… sorry again.

I work out at the gym 6 days a week, religiously. I’ve passed up dinner with my girlfriend’s parents to go lift because the gym would only be open for another 1.5 hours. I eat steak, tuna, chicken, make disgusting shakes, and do whatever it takes to get the proper amount of protein my body needs to repair muscle tissue and grow stronger. Then there’s the time at the gym, also no treat; sweating, constantly pushing my physical and mental limits.

So many people ask, “Why do you do that to yourself?” For me, it’s not so much for the muscle as it is a challenge, a dare, a knot in my stomach that won’t let go until I remain true to my goals and go lift. I’m not out to be the next Governator or trying to be the biggest; I want to go to bed each night, satisfied, proud, that I do something not everyone can do and stick with it.

Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in a world they’ve been given than to explore the power they have to change it.

Impossible is not a fact. It’s an opinion.
Impossible is not a declaration. It’s a dare.
Impossible is potential.
Impossible is temporary.

IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING.

How are you going to live your life?