Lunch time and leaving is great. I am still half there, half not there but the worst is over except the wait till the night show. I report progress to Coach and get the green light for a double cheeseburger adn fries and 6oz of Coke. This is all I really want ans am not hungry at all at this point. But you have to keep shovelong it in.
The end of the prejudging takes a weight off me some and I realx momentarily as we walk to the truck. By the time I get to the truck, some of crap comes back but i breathe deep and realize it is not that important but day dream about the Coke.
We go to Ruby Tuesdays because it is right across from the hotel and they have good hamburgers. I walk in and all stop to stare but just like the tater adjustments in my drawers all morning, I don not give a damn. We sit down adn get drinks and she gets them on her side. I get a splash of water but hold off on the Coke since it is the most important thing in the world right now but stare at it like it's love at first sight and the Coke is the hottest thing I ahve ever seen.
I get my palin double cheese burger adn force it down with some fries. I have never had to force a burger adn fries down before but my stomach and mouth do not want it. I get 3/4 of it down and chug my coke plus a extra guzzle before i throw it back across the table. i get a palin burger to go for later before I head back to the show.
She drops me off nd head off for a party with her family in Edisto which is a small beach a hour away. Dalen Waylen come down for the night show adn to keep me company. We watch Olympic volleyball for as long as it is on. All we can say is how great the asses are on these chicks. I try to nod in adn out with my cpap and eye mask on but it is a no go. I am just wide awake but wanting to sleep for about 10 days straight.
I shovel more sweet potatoe in with a muscle sandwich to "keep me full adn hard" around 230 or 3pm. Then the long long wait continues on and on. Sue iss running late getting back but I call Tre and he says no big deal since I won't be going on till 930 or 10pm anyhow. Sue gets there at 515 adn we do some comp tan touch up. I have a few spots but my color is good and I am caring less and less.
We get there around630 and a another 60z of Coke. Damn that was good. Then the eternal wait is on. I BS for awhile in the auditorium with a gu from Georgia who is also right next to us at the hotel. Weird how that works sometimes. He was a very nice guy and was also shoicked it was my first show. The wait goes on..
I take my stuff back to the sauna room we are in. Bunch of dudes hanging out like a PL meet only staved, tired, thirsty and half dead. I find a spot in the back. They have a couch back there but it is turned away from everyone to discourage protan smears everywhere. I forgot to mentions the floors all around the room, hallway and pump up room all have tarps on them to prevnet slippage and excess protan from getting on everything. It is basically like a oil spill the whole show between the Pan cooking spray adn protan. I feel endagered everytime I get up which is often as time goes by like summer school or outside working with your dad all weekend when all your friends are playing wiffle ball.
I plant myself down and begin the long wait. I engage on some small chit chat because that is all you can do. I talk with tehguy who go on to win the show andtell him this is my first show. He can't belive it either and was amazed at my conditioning. I tell him two hours plus adayof cardio for 4 months will do that. I don't think he did 12 weeks worth but if you are already in shape it's alot easier then starting at 35% BF. We both go blank and i stare at the Coke machine in the back because I have no choice sitting onthe sofa. Delicious Coke...
All the chicks, bantams,teens, Masters 35 and over, Junior go first. Why didn't I pick the 35 and over catagory. Same reason I always go open in a PL meet I guess. Lay it all on the table and see where you end up. It is a long two hours and I get up every fifteen minutes and walk around. Dwon by the stage at the botttom is the exit to the back. The A/C unit is rigth there and the breeze is awesome plus it is very dark. Perfect lounging place. Almost cavelike. I come and go for teh next two hours. I hide two chairs down there-one to sit in and one to prop your legs up on. I was told over adn over to keep the legs up and rested. No problem on this one.
Finally, I see the last of the 25 catagories of fitness, figure, one piece, two piece go by adnd i begin prep for the finalle. It's back to the Pam cooking spray and oil guy. He was really nice about it all but it was still strange to me. I am glistened as much as possible and go to the pump room and do my little routine. It's mostly just practicing the mandatories because I have no routine but it's still fine as it is almost done. I go back and forth to the abck stage and the pump room and dude room in my bananna hammock. Lots of adjustments and tucking , retucking I am ready enough and get called out for the night show. I pick Diesel Power by the Prodigy which was also picked by a few other people. But that does not matte either. I bopt my head to beat and come out, stopping a t various points on stage adn hitting some poses. Nothing special but the crowd enjoys it and I get lots of appaluse for my effort. 60 seconds goes by fast this time and I am done.
Momentarily, we all come out for the light heavies(light heavy at 194, that still makes me laugh) We line up accordingly and sure enough I get 2nd place. I throw my arms up adn enjoy the moment. It is a great feeling just knowing what I have done and and hung in there for 10 months, low carb, no carb, hig carb,med carbs, not many cheat days. good days, bad days, two hour cardio, three hour cardio. It matters not the placing but that is gravy. The moment when it all comes together is one fo the greatest feelings you can ever have. I made a choice and finished the job. That is the most satisfiying thing about it all.
I get back stage and immediatley call for the water but as I am dialing I look up and Dale is handing me a quart of water. I guzzle it immediatley adnd refill in the back. I have been warned numerous times not to drink or eat to much so I only drink 2 quarts and several diet cokes. This way I will not bloat too much. the body will absord everything especially if you have been depriving it for a very long time. I did not want to bet that bloated Jerry Lewis face like I had been taking too mcuh Prednozone.
Unfortunately for me, it was about 1030 wehn we walkes out and all the pizza joint were closed except for Pizza Hut. No choice now. I get a large cheese pizaa and stop at the convienence store to get more Diet coke and a bag of Sweet 16 powdered doughnuts. It was the only ting I wanted, just plain ole sugar and more sugar. My stomach is full already from the water and Diet drinks. I only get down 3 pieces of pizza and half thebag of doughnuts. But they were good...
I am wide awake and everyone else is dead. dale cuts out adn Sue goes to bed. i stay up for about 2 hours and try to hit the bed. I wake up at 3 am and finish off the doughnuts. I am starving but go back to bed remembering th warning. At 6am, i can't sleed again and goe the Pig for more cake doughnuts and diet cokes. I munch onthis knowing that breakfast will be around 800 or 830 and letting the tired Wifey sleep is more important. The doughnuts from the Pig are evn better then the Sweet sixteen ones from just a few hours ago. This would go on all day after we ate a nice room service breakfast of omelets and toast with jelly. Shortly there after , my stomach hurt all day but everytime it subsided, I would devour more cakes till it hurt again.
By this time, I felt like I had been drinking for 3 days straight and had the most massive hangover of my life. This would go on for two days before it let up. I bloated quickly on MOnday to 210, with mostly water and 220 by Tues. I deciced to clean up my food again throughout the day and do some cardio on tues(only 20 min), Wed i upped it to 25mins. I will have to eat clean during the day and cheat some at night till I level off with the water. Apparently, the severe water depletion screws with the hormones that regulate salt and water control adn this maybe a week or two before I adjust and drop off again. Great for me.
Hope you enjoyed my quest. Final thoughts tommorrow.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Saturday Show Part 1
Alot of the same stuff rolls on into Saturday morning. I have breakfast scheduled to hit the door at 7am. Lots od pancakes, sausage links and honey for the pancakes. But that is 7 hours away. after teh 1145 feeding, I lay back down for a two hour nap and war dreams. Nothing but fighting and struggling. Wake up in a panic abot 130 and of course check to see if I flat or not.
Sure enough, I see flat in the mirror. Now this is really insane to stare and pull on skin and check and recheck. After my surmizing of flatness, I gobble teh sweeet potatoes down, rice cake with pb and additional muscle sandwich not on the menu, I am somewhat satisfied. I lay down again and promply pass out until 330 am and repeat the paranoia and eat all plus two muscle sandwichs. I am full but wash it down with a splash of water. 5am rolls around, I rererecheck it all and only take in the recommended dose of rice cakes, pb and sweet potatoes.
I manage to stay in bed this time till the knock on the door at 7am. The pancakes are huge and there are six of them. I eat 4 and save teh rest for the prejudging. I could not have finished them as the lack of wter made it hard to get them down. The sausage links were awesome though.
Off to the show. The promoter has a mandatory meeting at 830 so we get no time to lay down and besides, anxious Spud can't wait and thinks time will speed up somehow just because he wishes it. Pissed off Spud get verypissed off at the other Spuds and cusses him out and anyone inteh way. We stop at the Piggly Wigglyfor something for the show and Thirsty Spud talks the otehr Spuds's into a some Coke. The usual 6 ozs. This is one moment all the Spuds enjoy adn for those few seconds of 3-4 small guzzles, all is okay. As soon as it's over i am told to pour the rest out. I stare at the bottle for a few seconds and imagine finishing it off. I do not and pour it out adn stare like it's a million dollars I just gave away.
We get there at 815 or so and wait for over a hour for teh mandatory 830am meeting. Ths part resembles powerlifting. during the wait I hammer the other pancakes with pb ans sweet potatoes. At 930am we get the meeting like 1 minutes. Nobody wants to hear any of this. We just want to get on with the thing.
The prejudging is swapped around with the back of pack(the light heavies, heavies,etc going first. At the night show, it is the reverse so suck ass for all the Spud's. But getting through the prejudgin is all i want right now. the prejudging in most cases is where the standings are called by the judges for teh show.The night show is all fluff.
Following this is oil up and pump time. This is where some guys sprays Pam cooking oil on you to glisten you up. He wears gloves and we exchange pleasantries as he sprays me, then pats the oil to even out the sheen. This is the smelling like a biscuit part I talked about yesterday. This is also a serious test of your manhood getting oiled up and 'patted" down by a unfamilier dude. It goes well and I head off to the pump up room as it is called. It should be, don't bust your ass or drop a weight on your toe room. It like being on a frozen pond or at the roller rink for the first time. I do as mcuh as I can stand, lots of band curls, front raises, tricep ushdowns and a few other things adn that is all I have the energy for. Oh, and right before I got two reece cups. Something I had not had in months. They were goooood. This would be my final fill up against flatness before the prejudgeing.
We get out there around 1030 or so. I have never done this before so of course I am first up. They have lines on the outside where yo are suppose to go until they call you till the middle. I go to the middle and then Tre runs me over to the side where I am suppose to be. We all line up with our imaginary lat syndrome(even though we reallydo have lats), we stand puffed up ready to pretend strike whoever comes at us even though now of us have the energy to fight off Grandma whuppin on us. We do are then called for the quater turn. It is always to the right and all during practice I looked in the mirror and truned left each time. I could only hope I could remember right quarter turn means to the right.
We roll through that. I have alot more supporters there then I thought. I hear blow out, chest up, tight abs, hamstrings from all over the audience. That part makes you feel good. There was a ton on support for everyone. Then it comparasions. This is where the calls are made. I get called out twice. What this means is your postion onthe stage, center(1st), right(2nd) left 3rd is the usual call when this happens. I had no clue and just stepped in the middle and then got the look from the eventual overall winner that I was in the wrong place. He was good about it though adn I kindly stepped over some. After some more poses, I started shaking as I had wore myself out quickly squeezinf my quads too hard and them shaking my I was havin a seizsure. Luckily, they called it as I flet my legs giving out.
Next up, my 60 seconds of making it up on the fly. Essentially, I just moved from one part of the stage to the other hittig the mandatory poses all over again. Lots of support and advice from the audience and that was greatly appreciated. The end comes and all I want to do is get out. Pat one is over. I catch a rumor floating that I am second. At this time, all i could tihnk about was laying down. The Wifey says I did great but she is the Wifey and they say that if you have shit running down your leg. But that is the general concensus from everone I talk with. Nice but al lI want is a end to this.
Part 2 and the finale tomm.
Sure enough, I see flat in the mirror. Now this is really insane to stare and pull on skin and check and recheck. After my surmizing of flatness, I gobble teh sweeet potatoes down, rice cake with pb and additional muscle sandwich not on the menu, I am somewhat satisfied. I lay down again and promply pass out until 330 am and repeat the paranoia and eat all plus two muscle sandwichs. I am full but wash it down with a splash of water. 5am rolls around, I rererecheck it all and only take in the recommended dose of rice cakes, pb and sweet potatoes.
I manage to stay in bed this time till the knock on the door at 7am. The pancakes are huge and there are six of them. I eat 4 and save teh rest for the prejudging. I could not have finished them as the lack of wter made it hard to get them down. The sausage links were awesome though.
Off to the show. The promoter has a mandatory meeting at 830 so we get no time to lay down and besides, anxious Spud can't wait and thinks time will speed up somehow just because he wishes it. Pissed off Spud get verypissed off at the other Spuds and cusses him out and anyone inteh way. We stop at the Piggly Wigglyfor something for the show and Thirsty Spud talks the otehr Spuds's into a some Coke. The usual 6 ozs. This is one moment all the Spuds enjoy adn for those few seconds of 3-4 small guzzles, all is okay. As soon as it's over i am told to pour the rest out. I stare at the bottle for a few seconds and imagine finishing it off. I do not and pour it out adn stare like it's a million dollars I just gave away.
We get there at 815 or so and wait for over a hour for teh mandatory 830am meeting. Ths part resembles powerlifting. during the wait I hammer the other pancakes with pb ans sweet potatoes. At 930am we get the meeting like 1 minutes. Nobody wants to hear any of this. We just want to get on with the thing.
The prejudging is swapped around with the back of pack(the light heavies, heavies,etc going first. At the night show, it is the reverse so suck ass for all the Spud's. But getting through the prejudgin is all i want right now. the prejudging in most cases is where the standings are called by the judges for teh show.The night show is all fluff.
Following this is oil up and pump time. This is where some guys sprays Pam cooking oil on you to glisten you up. He wears gloves and we exchange pleasantries as he sprays me, then pats the oil to even out the sheen. This is the smelling like a biscuit part I talked about yesterday. This is also a serious test of your manhood getting oiled up and 'patted" down by a unfamilier dude. It goes well and I head off to the pump up room as it is called. It should be, don't bust your ass or drop a weight on your toe room. It like being on a frozen pond or at the roller rink for the first time. I do as mcuh as I can stand, lots of band curls, front raises, tricep ushdowns and a few other things adn that is all I have the energy for. Oh, and right before I got two reece cups. Something I had not had in months. They were goooood. This would be my final fill up against flatness before the prejudgeing.
We get out there around 1030 or so. I have never done this before so of course I am first up. They have lines on the outside where yo are suppose to go until they call you till the middle. I go to the middle and then Tre runs me over to the side where I am suppose to be. We all line up with our imaginary lat syndrome(even though we reallydo have lats), we stand puffed up ready to pretend strike whoever comes at us even though now of us have the energy to fight off Grandma whuppin on us. We do are then called for the quater turn. It is always to the right and all during practice I looked in the mirror and truned left each time. I could only hope I could remember right quarter turn means to the right.
We roll through that. I have alot more supporters there then I thought. I hear blow out, chest up, tight abs, hamstrings from all over the audience. That part makes you feel good. There was a ton on support for everyone. Then it comparasions. This is where the calls are made. I get called out twice. What this means is your postion onthe stage, center(1st), right(2nd) left 3rd is the usual call when this happens. I had no clue and just stepped in the middle and then got the look from the eventual overall winner that I was in the wrong place. He was good about it though adn I kindly stepped over some. After some more poses, I started shaking as I had wore myself out quickly squeezinf my quads too hard and them shaking my I was havin a seizsure. Luckily, they called it as I flet my legs giving out.
Next up, my 60 seconds of making it up on the fly. Essentially, I just moved from one part of the stage to the other hittig the mandatory poses all over again. Lots of support and advice from the audience and that was greatly appreciated. The end comes and all I want to do is get out. Pat one is over. I catch a rumor floating that I am second. At this time, all i could tihnk about was laying down. The Wifey says I did great but she is the Wifey and they say that if you have shit running down your leg. But that is the general concensus from everone I talk with. Nice but al lI want is a end to this.
Part 2 and the finale tomm.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Friday Hell
Woke up feeling tighter then the day before. I was defintely tighter but also flatter, which is not flattering at all. In BB terms the full was not full. with little fluid rolling in the skin empties out. From 3am or so I had started eating every 1.5 hours, two or three sweet potatoe pieces, two rice cakes with natural pb. I would learn to hate all of this for the next two days. In the am, it was sort of neat to watch all this happening. This would end shortly there after.
After alittle more mandatory posing work, I was given the go ahead with nothing more that could be done from the posing coaches. The next step was my first two coats of Protan. At first, I thought this would be the worst of it all but it was jsut weird. We(Kevin and I) went out back with me in my drawers. This by itself is odd and you have to feel strong adn confident about your manness to do this. So I am out back with Kevin in my boxers getting painted. the spray is cold and stinks. There are no showers after this, just Protan adn smelling liek biscuits for for two days. i will get to the biscuit part later. Now as if it wasn't bad enough being in my drawers out back behind the gym, all the members have to come out and watch this strange fetish deviant behavior going on. I am long past it already and don't care about anyting except the finish line so anything goes at this point. Watch on they did and commented on it-subarban housewives, gym dudes-the train wreck is on. Getting painted is a long process and take about a hour for teh two coats.Essentially, it is like staining a deck. You sprat on then use a brush to speard it around. Kevin taps out and that is it for the primer coats. The rest adn their is alot more then Protan is left up to the Wifey.
My energy was already down and I was hating it. I thought to myself if I were not doing this show, this morning is exactly what I wanted to look like since the inception of the diet. Abs all out, vascularity beyond what I wanted, skin thin and pulled back as far as this lifelong fat could could pull back. Now, the water would be gone mostly and not knowing it at the time, it would be the one thing I would want over any dessert, hamburger, fries ice cream or anything in the whole wide world.
The real suffering begins. Not the two-three hours of cardio, not the zero carb days for 5 days straight, not the no cheat meals for the last 2 months,wearing a bananna hammcock in front of hundreds of people -none of this would compare to Friday and Saturday> These two days were the most intense anxiety ridden, raging temper, no sleep days I have ever expierenced-ever. every second on these two days were only thoughts of eating,drinking and stopping the torture. Of course, your intensity and anxiety raise everyone's around you as well. You don not have any friends these two days and everyone wants to kill you as your temper tantrums get worse and worse. Every bad thought comes out as soon as you think it. there is no governer on your mouth. The ugliness in you comes out and everyone has their own no matter what you say.It is a test of how much someone cares about you that they should not have to go through but you just can not stop it. Even the Xanax stopped working. This is the only way to describe it. It also makes you realize how easy we have it here. Go without water, carbs, food for a couple of days and you will see what I am talking about. We got it made here.
I go home about 9am to finish up and lay down for a hour or two. I have to wait on the Wifey to get done at the gym and we are suppose to leave about 1230p or 1pm. This already pissed me off as we have to meet the promoter of the show who is going to help us. She calls about 11 saying the relief is stuck somewhere regitering for school. I go nuts but there is nothing that can be done. I lay in the chair sweating with the ceiling fan on, a oscillating fan on me and the a/c down to 60 something trying to nap stewing over this. No reason, stuff out of my control but anger wide open. I did not nap even though I am tried from eating 2 or 3 times in the night before adn about 2 hours of sleep. The rice cakes adn penut butter start to irritate adn scrap my mouth and I am coughing up some nice yellow allergy lougies.
She gets home about 115-130 adn we get going about 2pm with me bitching the whle time about leaving late and not getting there on time. She is mad too at the at watching people who did not want to come by and meet all the cats. It's one of her things, whoever checks on them has to meet all them and get a head count. We have 8 so trying to get 8 cats in a house at one time is not a easy job. She offers to drive and that is a good thingexcept there is a moonsoon going on all the way to Charleston adn she hates driving my truck. So basically a hour and half of Granny driving and me hollering at her about her sloew driving whach only makes her more pissed and nervous so she drive even slower. I shovel rice cakes, natural peanut butter and sweet potatoes in along with a muscle sandwich or two because I am freaking out about going flat. Yes, going flat. Constantly checking my stomach and body. This might be worse then any food addiction.
We get to Tres house and it's still raining. I start freakin out about my paint job and having to do it all over again so I run into his house gym. The next torture is putting my bananna hammock on. This is the strangest feeling. Super tight underwear like a bikini. I got a X large but they are too small. Too late now, I would spend my time in these panties tucking and retucking the taters and making sure the burlap was not hanging out. Adjustments were frequent and many throughout the weekend. There is no modesty even in the midst of several fitness adn figure girls. You just don't care. Getting back to Tres gym. We go through some of the poses again and he ehlps relax me except when he grabs both sides of my panties and hauls them up wedging me on both angles to give me that x shape as he called it-just palin old camel toe and butt floss if you ask me. I still don't really care about anything at this point. These things register but never take hold in anxiety or nervousness like they would under noraml conditions. After a half hour, we hanging out BS-in while I am in my drawer-kinis. I get the green light on everything and some great praise for the 109lb I have dropped adn where I have take it. This is nice but all I want is a glass of water. No water for me.
We take off to check into the hotel. It's a 20-30 minute haul in the moonsoon that is still going on. We get there and she has to cross the road to get there but will not go. There is enough room to driv two semis through this hole but she will not go until the light changes. This light, of course, is the longest lasting light in Charleston. Yep, I am pissed and scream for her to turn. This only makes it worse. Finally, the light changes for 2 seconds adnd we puch through. I offer to go into checkin with her but she makes me wait in the car. I shovel a extra muscel sandwich down because my schizoness says I am geting flat.
Weigh in is my next dilema and I want to get there before anyone else because i get Steak and fries for supper and that's all I can think about. For a brief second,I think I am over 205 adn would be considered a superheavy(yes Superheavy,not my idea of superheavy) I weigh in at 194lb. I have not seen this in 10plus years and this its me alittle but fades quick thinking about the steak and fries. We can't get to Outback fast enough. My thoughts then turn to cole and water. I get 6oz of coke at dinner and nowater. The Wifey orders the drinks adn has them put on her side because she knows I will down them if they are on my side. She talks about this and that-olypics, weather. All I can do is stare at the coke adn water on her side and think to myself.Please don't talk. The steak and fries come and go. I ate them without taking my eyes off teh coke and water. I try to save them for the end but I take a drink and chug 2 or 3oz of my 6oz total right away. I take a splash of water her and there. Barely enough to wet the lips. They are both better the steak adn fries put together.
We eat and head back to the room. I have to check in adn report progess. Did you drink any water is the first thing said. I say a couple of swallows. I did lie about the coke, I probablly drank 8-10oz in my frantic chugs. We get settled in the room adn start the next round of painting, only the butt has to get covered(kevin refused to do this) this time. We get 2 coats on and have to take a break. After some chair sweating, two more coates. She is wearing latex gloves because this shit stains your skin and I am puttin on more on top of that. Once it drys some, you have to put the sealer on it which is called competition tan. It is black like oil adn you have to use the gloves again to put it on. Arund 7 or so, we are all done. I get to sit down for a moment then it is eating time again. The day before, I cooked 20 or 25 sweet potatoes all cut up in 25g slices in 10 or 15 baggies. By this time they ar mushing some as cinnimon adn sweet low drip off them onto my hands blacking them even more. Thoughts race in and out about my insanity doing this ridiculous shit, but they go away as fast as they come. you don't even have time to argue with yourself or reason. I guess if you were watching it on tv it would be one of zombie movies "Dawn of the Dead or Day of the Dead, Resident Evil" or any of these movies where the zombie is eating brains or flesh. This was basically me at this point hammering the sweet potatoes and rice cakes and looking up occasionally to growl or grimace. Although I had to slow down on the rice cakes or choke.
By this time, it's 8pm and I am dead tired and try to fall asleep while staring at the 1.5 liter Smart water by the TV. I put my eye mask on and try to put the water out of my head. The Wife is watching the Olympics(She loves the Olympics and it doe not matter what sport is on). This annoys me for some unknown reason or knowing she just drank a whole Coke while I was laying there. I lay there in slience for a hour or two and finally nod off and have the most violent adn strange dreams I can remember. 1141pm, I am wide awake and hungry but not wanting eat. I get up and go to the bathroom and for some insane reason, I turn the light on to see if I am flat or not. I think I am flat so I have all the usual and a muscle sandwich to fill my muscles back up. This would go on and on throughout the night but that is Saturday, Day 2 of my own personal hell.
After alittle more mandatory posing work, I was given the go ahead with nothing more that could be done from the posing coaches. The next step was my first two coats of Protan. At first, I thought this would be the worst of it all but it was jsut weird. We(Kevin and I) went out back with me in my drawers. This by itself is odd and you have to feel strong adn confident about your manness to do this. So I am out back with Kevin in my boxers getting painted. the spray is cold and stinks. There are no showers after this, just Protan adn smelling liek biscuits for for two days. i will get to the biscuit part later. Now as if it wasn't bad enough being in my drawers out back behind the gym, all the members have to come out and watch this strange fetish deviant behavior going on. I am long past it already and don't care about anyting except the finish line so anything goes at this point. Watch on they did and commented on it-subarban housewives, gym dudes-the train wreck is on. Getting painted is a long process and take about a hour for teh two coats.Essentially, it is like staining a deck. You sprat on then use a brush to speard it around. Kevin taps out and that is it for the primer coats. The rest adn their is alot more then Protan is left up to the Wifey.
My energy was already down and I was hating it. I thought to myself if I were not doing this show, this morning is exactly what I wanted to look like since the inception of the diet. Abs all out, vascularity beyond what I wanted, skin thin and pulled back as far as this lifelong fat could could pull back. Now, the water would be gone mostly and not knowing it at the time, it would be the one thing I would want over any dessert, hamburger, fries ice cream or anything in the whole wide world.
The real suffering begins. Not the two-three hours of cardio, not the zero carb days for 5 days straight, not the no cheat meals for the last 2 months,wearing a bananna hammcock in front of hundreds of people -none of this would compare to Friday and Saturday> These two days were the most intense anxiety ridden, raging temper, no sleep days I have ever expierenced-ever. every second on these two days were only thoughts of eating,drinking and stopping the torture. Of course, your intensity and anxiety raise everyone's around you as well. You don not have any friends these two days and everyone wants to kill you as your temper tantrums get worse and worse. Every bad thought comes out as soon as you think it. there is no governer on your mouth. The ugliness in you comes out and everyone has their own no matter what you say.It is a test of how much someone cares about you that they should not have to go through but you just can not stop it. Even the Xanax stopped working. This is the only way to describe it. It also makes you realize how easy we have it here. Go without water, carbs, food for a couple of days and you will see what I am talking about. We got it made here.
I go home about 9am to finish up and lay down for a hour or two. I have to wait on the Wifey to get done at the gym and we are suppose to leave about 1230p or 1pm. This already pissed me off as we have to meet the promoter of the show who is going to help us. She calls about 11 saying the relief is stuck somewhere regitering for school. I go nuts but there is nothing that can be done. I lay in the chair sweating with the ceiling fan on, a oscillating fan on me and the a/c down to 60 something trying to nap stewing over this. No reason, stuff out of my control but anger wide open. I did not nap even though I am tried from eating 2 or 3 times in the night before adn about 2 hours of sleep. The rice cakes adn penut butter start to irritate adn scrap my mouth and I am coughing up some nice yellow allergy lougies.
She gets home about 115-130 adn we get going about 2pm with me bitching the whle time about leaving late and not getting there on time. She is mad too at the at watching people who did not want to come by and meet all the cats. It's one of her things, whoever checks on them has to meet all them and get a head count. We have 8 so trying to get 8 cats in a house at one time is not a easy job. She offers to drive and that is a good thingexcept there is a moonsoon going on all the way to Charleston adn she hates driving my truck. So basically a hour and half of Granny driving and me hollering at her about her sloew driving whach only makes her more pissed and nervous so she drive even slower. I shovel rice cakes, natural peanut butter and sweet potatoes in along with a muscle sandwich or two because I am freaking out about going flat. Yes, going flat. Constantly checking my stomach and body. This might be worse then any food addiction.
We get to Tres house and it's still raining. I start freakin out about my paint job and having to do it all over again so I run into his house gym. The next torture is putting my bananna hammock on. This is the strangest feeling. Super tight underwear like a bikini. I got a X large but they are too small. Too late now, I would spend my time in these panties tucking and retucking the taters and making sure the burlap was not hanging out. Adjustments were frequent and many throughout the weekend. There is no modesty even in the midst of several fitness adn figure girls. You just don't care. Getting back to Tres gym. We go through some of the poses again and he ehlps relax me except when he grabs both sides of my panties and hauls them up wedging me on both angles to give me that x shape as he called it-just palin old camel toe and butt floss if you ask me. I still don't really care about anything at this point. These things register but never take hold in anxiety or nervousness like they would under noraml conditions. After a half hour, we hanging out BS-in while I am in my drawer-kinis. I get the green light on everything and some great praise for the 109lb I have dropped adn where I have take it. This is nice but all I want is a glass of water. No water for me.
We take off to check into the hotel. It's a 20-30 minute haul in the moonsoon that is still going on. We get there and she has to cross the road to get there but will not go. There is enough room to driv two semis through this hole but she will not go until the light changes. This light, of course, is the longest lasting light in Charleston. Yep, I am pissed and scream for her to turn. This only makes it worse. Finally, the light changes for 2 seconds adnd we puch through. I offer to go into checkin with her but she makes me wait in the car. I shovel a extra muscel sandwich down because my schizoness says I am geting flat.
Weigh in is my next dilema and I want to get there before anyone else because i get Steak and fries for supper and that's all I can think about. For a brief second,I think I am over 205 adn would be considered a superheavy(yes Superheavy,not my idea of superheavy) I weigh in at 194lb. I have not seen this in 10plus years and this its me alittle but fades quick thinking about the steak and fries. We can't get to Outback fast enough. My thoughts then turn to cole and water. I get 6oz of coke at dinner and nowater. The Wifey orders the drinks adn has them put on her side because she knows I will down them if they are on my side. She talks about this and that-olypics, weather. All I can do is stare at the coke adn water on her side and think to myself.Please don't talk. The steak and fries come and go. I ate them without taking my eyes off teh coke and water. I try to save them for the end but I take a drink and chug 2 or 3oz of my 6oz total right away. I take a splash of water her and there. Barely enough to wet the lips. They are both better the steak adn fries put together.
We eat and head back to the room. I have to check in adn report progess. Did you drink any water is the first thing said. I say a couple of swallows. I did lie about the coke, I probablly drank 8-10oz in my frantic chugs. We get settled in the room adn start the next round of painting, only the butt has to get covered(kevin refused to do this) this time. We get 2 coats on and have to take a break. After some chair sweating, two more coates. She is wearing latex gloves because this shit stains your skin and I am puttin on more on top of that. Once it drys some, you have to put the sealer on it which is called competition tan. It is black like oil adn you have to use the gloves again to put it on. Arund 7 or so, we are all done. I get to sit down for a moment then it is eating time again. The day before, I cooked 20 or 25 sweet potatoes all cut up in 25g slices in 10 or 15 baggies. By this time they ar mushing some as cinnimon adn sweet low drip off them onto my hands blacking them even more. Thoughts race in and out about my insanity doing this ridiculous shit, but they go away as fast as they come. you don't even have time to argue with yourself or reason. I guess if you were watching it on tv it would be one of zombie movies "Dawn of the Dead or Day of the Dead, Resident Evil" or any of these movies where the zombie is eating brains or flesh. This was basically me at this point hammering the sweet potatoes and rice cakes and looking up occasionally to growl or grimace. Although I had to slow down on the rice cakes or choke.
By this time, it's 8pm and I am dead tired and try to fall asleep while staring at the 1.5 liter Smart water by the TV. I put my eye mask on and try to put the water out of my head. The Wife is watching the Olympics(She loves the Olympics and it doe not matter what sport is on). This annoys me for some unknown reason or knowing she just drank a whole Coke while I was laying there. I lay there in slience for a hour or two and finally nod off and have the most violent adn strange dreams I can remember. 1141pm, I am wide awake and hungry but not wanting eat. I get up and go to the bathroom and for some insane reason, I turn the light on to see if I am flat or not. I think I am flat so I have all the usual and a muscle sandwich to fill my muscles back up. This would go on and on throughout the night but that is Saturday, Day 2 of my own personal hell.
Morphing Again
The body is a strange thing. On Monday, I was totallly freaking out and thinking i would look like total shit. After wed and some carbs, my body morphed closer to what I wanted and I was relieved. On thursday, the carbs go way up and I get cut to one gallon of water from 3 on Mon and Tues. In the morning, I practice poses and take pics. Everything tightened up even more then Wed.
I come back in the evening to work on some more madantory pose, the skin has drawn up more with the water reduction and the muscle is beginning to push out as it fills up with carbs. I looked even tigter and more vascular then in the morning. Now, I know this is super gay but the changes in such a short period of time and what the body can do when pushed to different extremes is amazing to me.
After after about a hour and 15-20 minutes of posing, I suddenly feel totally exhausted and worn out. This is much harder then I thought it would be and my brain shuts down and I just can't focus anymore on it. We call it for the day.
Tomm am(friday), we will do another of mandatory work and get my first couple of coats of protan. This is part I really dont care for but it has to happen. I get 3-4 more coats in the pm when i get to the hotel and somemore mandatory posing work with the Tre Bennett(Show promoter). I should have the basics down anyway. Then it is steak, fries and cake time(not a whole cake yet, just enough to aggravate me but better then none. THen it's back to the carbs and pb all day Sat. The water is the only thing that will suck. After 12pm tomm, no more water, just food.
More then you guys wanted to know, but I wanted to share my misery and body shop work. I think every car needs a new paint job.
I come back in the evening to work on some more madantory pose, the skin has drawn up more with the water reduction and the muscle is beginning to push out as it fills up with carbs. I looked even tigter and more vascular then in the morning. Now, I know this is super gay but the changes in such a short period of time and what the body can do when pushed to different extremes is amazing to me.
After after about a hour and 15-20 minutes of posing, I suddenly feel totally exhausted and worn out. This is much harder then I thought it would be and my brain shuts down and I just can't focus anymore on it. We call it for the day.
Tomm am(friday), we will do another of mandatory work and get my first couple of coats of protan. This is part I really dont care for but it has to happen. I get 3-4 more coats in the pm when i get to the hotel and somemore mandatory posing work with the Tre Bennett(Show promoter). I should have the basics down anyway. Then it is steak, fries and cake time(not a whole cake yet, just enough to aggravate me but better then none. THen it's back to the carbs and pb all day Sat. The water is the only thing that will suck. After 12pm tomm, no more water, just food.
More then you guys wanted to know, but I wanted to share my misery and body shop work. I think every car needs a new paint job.
Finishing Up
Well, today was my last two hour cardio session unless otherwise directed to do more. I started working on my mandatory poses for the meet. Man, that is hard work trying to hold those positions. will work on it again tomm and friday and should be done. Did a little pump up session again just to push blood into the muscles. Nothing there really, body is dead on e right now.
Today, I get carbs back and I feel like a different person. Can't figure out if I know it's the end and then on to pizza and oreos for two days or just the carbs making me feel better after 3 days of zero carbs. Maybe it 's the end of two and three hour cardio.
My bloateness has reduced further and with the srop in water over the next couple of days should lean me down some or at least look that way. Then the carbs will fill me back out. Weird how this works but I get carbs and lots of them so I ain't complaining.
According to Shelby, I will morph a couple more times before the show. We are taking pics as we go and will post them at the end.
Today, I get carbs back and I feel like a different person. Can't figure out if I know it's the end and then on to pizza and oreos for two days or just the carbs making me feel better after 3 days of zero carbs. Maybe it 's the end of two and three hour cardio.
My bloateness has reduced further and with the srop in water over the next couple of days should lean me down some or at least look that way. Then the carbs will fill me back out. Weird how this works but I get carbs and lots of them so I ain't complaining.
According to Shelby, I will morph a couple more times before the show. We are taking pics as we go and will post them at the end.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Dallas Supershow, bloated pig, and more cardio
Well, off to the show I went on Thurs. Hecktic trying to get out of town and make sure all the bill were paid and the house was left in some order. Scott picked me up at the airport around 6 or so and we went to Sean's house(Bad Attitude Gym Owner). He was nice enough to let me stay at his house. Thanks Sean, I apprecaite all the hospitality. YOu are a great host.
We stayed up BSin for alittle while after s a nice salad(yes, I stuck to my program all weekend, no drinking, no fatty fun stuff) Hit the sack around 11 or so I think. 5am was the first shake time. I basically ate shakes all day long on Friday and Saturday to stay in line. Went back to bed for a hour ot two. Nobody gets up early in Sean's house so I enjoyed some TV and another two shakes before he finally got up. We left the burds and head to the gym which is in a indoor sports arena. Great set up with lot of equipment. I helped Scotty Scott with his Bash shirt and did some pump up stuff inbetween his sets. We were suppose to be set up at teh show at noon but it never works out with guys, lifting and moving equipment. Sean loaned out some equipment for the show. You know what happens when equipment is being moved, guys scatter and haul ass. So I jumped in and helped out. We finally got to the show adn got everything set just in time for the 530-830 preshow. More shakes and a salad and bed time around 1am. We had to be back at the show by 730am-830pm so we were up at(or I wa) at 530. We of couse had to reset the booth up but no biggie. Right on time for the people.
This was a great show all around. Got to see some big benchs and great lifting and met a ton great poeple.. Meanwhile this was a high carb day adn the only way to do this was rice cakes and waxize maize. After 3 or 4 meals of this, the roof of your mouth is tore up but at the time they were great becasue I had not had any real carbs in days. I don't really count the shakes as they were low carb adn onlyh piss you off. I thought this was a great idea but later it was not.
We finish the show early with a great turnout at out booth. People in and out all day long. WE celebrate(Scott and I) by going to Bone Daddy's This puts any Hooters adn most stirpclubs to shame. It basically a BBQ joint with alot of hot chicks running around just about naked. Not a bad one in the house. Of course I ge salad with alot of japeno peppers. Felt that one all the next day by the way.
Another 3 hour nap and that was about it. I had to get my cardio n since I did none Friday or Sat. So at 630 am I am off to 24hour fitness. I can't believe how people are in this joint on a Sunday at 630am. I get my two hours in on the Stepmill with noo one bothering me. I listen to one of the trainers making shit up about training to some suburb housewife. I am feeling good so I ignore the two who needed a room as it looked from my vantage. I then joined the masses downstairs for abs and pump up stuff for about 30 minutes. It's all I can take.
We get to the Airport and I almost miss my plane as they have overbooked it but they get me in and off to houston we go. This was fine but Houston to Cola is not so well. We all load up and are ready to go when they inform up there is a mecahnically difficulity. We are off loaded like cattle and put in the pen for holding. They get it fixed about 30 minutes later and we are off.
Got home with a million things to do and prep for the next day when I look down and my belly has expanded greatly. i am pissed with a week out from the show. WTF happened? Well, all the shakes and rice cakes and numerous diet cokes were all loaded with sodium and bloated like a stuffed pig.I am freaking out because I don't want to go on stge with everyting looking great but the most important part, my abs. I am stunned at what my body has done. Zero and very low carb, follwed by rice cakes and waxize maize have done the opposite of what i want. I feel like I have regressed 6 weeks.
So I am up ass early for two hour cardio on MOonday am, one hour in teh evening, lunge around the building(about 500-600 reps) and then a ab pump adn arm pump up. That is about fours hours of work. Stomach, slightly better but suck ass. i have the Old Lady get me a sauna suit for the next few days work.
Tues, I wake up at the usual 230am and off to the gym wrapped in my sauna suit adn still on zero carbs adn I mean zero, just talapia fish and salad with shitty home made honey mustard(mustard, water adn sweet adn low) for a first two our session. Broke out the sled for the first hour fifteen. About lap 5 or 6, I notice the pants have blown out completly and now i have on vinyl chaps. Good thing I put shorts on beforehand. After the sled, I lay in the floor for 5 miuntes and literally pass out for 5 minutes. i Get up adn finish the time on the bike barely peddaling for 35 more miuntes. I get done, my eyes were crossing and trying to shut. i get some fish adn green tea down. It takes some time but I kinda come back to life. I am gald my clients understand as i had to lay on the floor on a MMA mat and just direct from th floor as my eyes try to shut adn cross up.
I get done with them adn then suit up again, at leat the top part. The chaps aren't my style adn hit the starmaster for a eternity long 35 minutes then all I had left was 25 on the bike and was good till about 15 minutes in when m eyes crossed. Fight through it I do and get done. More fish and cleint training or self training today.
My bloatedness wnt down considerably so that eased my pain but i also just deciced it really doesn't matter if I go in bloated or not. Just go in and do what you can. There is always next time if I decide to do so which is not likely after 10 plus months of dieting adn cardio for 500 people. Will start the other stuff sone.I picked out some music that will work. Now, I just have to practice some. Can't wait for that, already get the best posing routines from my crew. They are trully enjoying the moment.
We stayed up BSin for alittle while after s a nice salad(yes, I stuck to my program all weekend, no drinking, no fatty fun stuff) Hit the sack around 11 or so I think. 5am was the first shake time. I basically ate shakes all day long on Friday and Saturday to stay in line. Went back to bed for a hour ot two. Nobody gets up early in Sean's house so I enjoyed some TV and another two shakes before he finally got up. We left the burds and head to the gym which is in a indoor sports arena. Great set up with lot of equipment. I helped Scotty Scott with his Bash shirt and did some pump up stuff inbetween his sets. We were suppose to be set up at teh show at noon but it never works out with guys, lifting and moving equipment. Sean loaned out some equipment for the show. You know what happens when equipment is being moved, guys scatter and haul ass. So I jumped in and helped out. We finally got to the show adn got everything set just in time for the 530-830 preshow. More shakes and a salad and bed time around 1am. We had to be back at the show by 730am-830pm so we were up at(or I wa) at 530. We of couse had to reset the booth up but no biggie. Right on time for the people.
This was a great show all around. Got to see some big benchs and great lifting and met a ton great poeple.. Meanwhile this was a high carb day adn the only way to do this was rice cakes and waxize maize. After 3 or 4 meals of this, the roof of your mouth is tore up but at the time they were great becasue I had not had any real carbs in days. I don't really count the shakes as they were low carb adn onlyh piss you off. I thought this was a great idea but later it was not.
We finish the show early with a great turnout at out booth. People in and out all day long. WE celebrate(Scott and I) by going to Bone Daddy's This puts any Hooters adn most stirpclubs to shame. It basically a BBQ joint with alot of hot chicks running around just about naked. Not a bad one in the house. Of course I ge salad with alot of japeno peppers. Felt that one all the next day by the way.
Another 3 hour nap and that was about it. I had to get my cardio n since I did none Friday or Sat. So at 630 am I am off to 24hour fitness. I can't believe how people are in this joint on a Sunday at 630am. I get my two hours in on the Stepmill with noo one bothering me. I listen to one of the trainers making shit up about training to some suburb housewife. I am feeling good so I ignore the two who needed a room as it looked from my vantage. I then joined the masses downstairs for abs and pump up stuff for about 30 minutes. It's all I can take.
We get to the Airport and I almost miss my plane as they have overbooked it but they get me in and off to houston we go. This was fine but Houston to Cola is not so well. We all load up and are ready to go when they inform up there is a mecahnically difficulity. We are off loaded like cattle and put in the pen for holding. They get it fixed about 30 minutes later and we are off.
Got home with a million things to do and prep for the next day when I look down and my belly has expanded greatly. i am pissed with a week out from the show. WTF happened? Well, all the shakes and rice cakes and numerous diet cokes were all loaded with sodium and bloated like a stuffed pig.I am freaking out because I don't want to go on stge with everyting looking great but the most important part, my abs. I am stunned at what my body has done. Zero and very low carb, follwed by rice cakes and waxize maize have done the opposite of what i want. I feel like I have regressed 6 weeks.
So I am up ass early for two hour cardio on MOonday am, one hour in teh evening, lunge around the building(about 500-600 reps) and then a ab pump adn arm pump up. That is about fours hours of work. Stomach, slightly better but suck ass. i have the Old Lady get me a sauna suit for the next few days work.
Tues, I wake up at the usual 230am and off to the gym wrapped in my sauna suit adn still on zero carbs adn I mean zero, just talapia fish and salad with shitty home made honey mustard(mustard, water adn sweet adn low) for a first two our session. Broke out the sled for the first hour fifteen. About lap 5 or 6, I notice the pants have blown out completly and now i have on vinyl chaps. Good thing I put shorts on beforehand. After the sled, I lay in the floor for 5 miuntes and literally pass out for 5 minutes. i Get up adn finish the time on the bike barely peddaling for 35 more miuntes. I get done, my eyes were crossing and trying to shut. i get some fish adn green tea down. It takes some time but I kinda come back to life. I am gald my clients understand as i had to lay on the floor on a MMA mat and just direct from th floor as my eyes try to shut adn cross up.
I get done with them adn then suit up again, at leat the top part. The chaps aren't my style adn hit the starmaster for a eternity long 35 minutes then all I had left was 25 on the bike and was good till about 15 minutes in when m eyes crossed. Fight through it I do and get done. More fish and cleint training or self training today.
My bloatedness wnt down considerably so that eased my pain but i also just deciced it really doesn't matter if I go in bloated or not. Just go in and do what you can. There is always next time if I decide to do so which is not likely after 10 plus months of dieting adn cardio for 500 people. Will start the other stuff sone.I picked out some music that will work. Now, I just have to practice some. Can't wait for that, already get the best posing routines from my crew. They are trully enjoying the moment.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wed, THur and off to Dallas for the SPud Inc. Booth and Europa Super Show
Wed action started with teh usual. My energy is so low and the fourth day of zero carb forced me inside as sledding is too much right now. Besides, I am not killing it now, just doing the time on the machines. Split the 2 hours on the Stepmill, Stairmaster, Rower and Bike
Wed pm- Beat up so bad i went ahead and diet some leg training early. -
Leg ext and leg curl 4 sets each-
Supersetted with Spud Inc Hanging Ab straps and ab pull downs 4 sets each-
Leg press 4 sets-
Close stance squat 4 sets worked up to 315x8-Pull ups 5 sets
Did 20 extra mins on the stairmaster with my client.
-Had to leave early as my eyes were closing right after training my clients. The guys had a easy night with no suit work so I felt okay cutting out early.-Went to bed at 8p and sleep like arock till 130am and then wide I awake I be. Went on it and did my 2 hours splitting them again, 60 min treadmill, 30 stepmill, 30 stairmaster. Then had the guilts because I will be in Dallas all weekend so I did another hour on the bike.
The show is going to be great. THere will be a big meet there too with cash on the line. Bad Attitude Gym is providing the equipment so I will help out as much as my 200lb body can give on no carbs. If you are there, stop by and see us at the SPud Inc. booth,we will have all our stuff there. If you can', sorry we missed you. We will have cash and carry so come on save some bucks on great equipment.
Wed pm- Beat up so bad i went ahead and diet some leg training early. -
Leg ext and leg curl 4 sets each-
Supersetted with Spud Inc Hanging Ab straps and ab pull downs 4 sets each-
Leg press 4 sets-
Close stance squat 4 sets worked up to 315x8-Pull ups 5 sets
Did 20 extra mins on the stairmaster with my client.
-Had to leave early as my eyes were closing right after training my clients. The guys had a easy night with no suit work so I felt okay cutting out early.-Went to bed at 8p and sleep like arock till 130am and then wide I awake I be. Went on it and did my 2 hours splitting them again, 60 min treadmill, 30 stepmill, 30 stairmaster. Then had the guilts because I will be in Dallas all weekend so I did another hour on the bike.
The show is going to be great. THere will be a big meet there too with cash on the line. Bad Attitude Gym is providing the equipment so I will help out as much as my 200lb body can give on no carbs. If you are there, stop by and see us at the SPud Inc. booth,we will have all our stuff there. If you can', sorry we missed you. We will have cash and carry so come on save some bucks on great equipment.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday and Tues
Monday cardio am-Stepmill 35mins, treadmill 25-pm cardio 35 treamill, 25 bike
-Pump up stuff Bench to one board 315x6x2,
-Dumbell incline 3x20-Rolling tricep with seated dumbell press 4x8 each supered-Standing rows to chest 4x8
-Spud Inc Hanging Ab straps and green band side twists 4 sets of each-Green band pushdowns and curls 3x20 each one.
Think that was it. Monday Night I took 1.5 ambien, 2 sleeping pillss and a xanax. Managed 3 hours of sleep and was wide awake at 230am. Went in and did Sled dragging for 1 hour 15 minutes and 30 minutes bike later on. Surprisingly, was good to go on the sled and bike.As I get closer to the finish line I always have to find another way to test myself. This week is no different. The finish line has been moved up to the 23rd so I have to get that last little bit of old man sag off before then. To do this, I am zero carbing for 5 days. The only carbs I am getting are from good fats-pb and almonds and fiborus carbs. Oh, I forgot about the Orbit gum it has like less then one but I chew like 8 pieces at at time. Today is day 3. Was great until 1pm and then started crashing. Made a mistake a drank a 7 hour energy and 2 meltdown pills. Exact opposite affect. Don't know if it's the lack of sleep or the carbs or both. Shoudl sleep great tomight though. Wishme luck
-Pump up stuff Bench to one board 315x6x2,
-Dumbell incline 3x20-Rolling tricep with seated dumbell press 4x8 each supered-Standing rows to chest 4x8
-Spud Inc Hanging Ab straps and green band side twists 4 sets of each-Green band pushdowns and curls 3x20 each one.
Think that was it. Monday Night I took 1.5 ambien, 2 sleeping pillss and a xanax. Managed 3 hours of sleep and was wide awake at 230am. Went in and did Sled dragging for 1 hour 15 minutes and 30 minutes bike later on. Surprisingly, was good to go on the sled and bike.As I get closer to the finish line I always have to find another way to test myself. This week is no different. The finish line has been moved up to the 23rd so I have to get that last little bit of old man sag off before then. To do this, I am zero carbing for 5 days. The only carbs I am getting are from good fats-pb and almonds and fiborus carbs. Oh, I forgot about the Orbit gum it has like less then one but I chew like 8 pieces at at time. Today is day 3. Was great until 1pm and then started crashing. Made a mistake a drank a 7 hour energy and 2 meltdown pills. Exact opposite affect. Don't know if it's the lack of sleep or the carbs or both. Shoudl sleep great tomight though. Wishme luck
Monday, August 11, 2008
Weekend Training and whatnot
-Had the guilts knowing I am heading to Dallas this upcoming weekend for The Europa Super SHow. Spud Inc. will have a booth there with all our stuff on display. HAts, shirts, straps,etc. THere is aPL meet going on to so if you are there,stop by and see Spud Ultra Light. I would greatly appreaciate it!
-35mins stairmaster-
light upper speed to 305 with fat bar, 8x3-
Spud Inc Susupension strap push up 4x10 with hammer curls 4x10
-Lateral triple seted front ,side rear 4x8-
lower sumo 405x3x5-
GHR 3x8-Hack Squat 3x8DOne
We had Trey Brewer is this weekend. His promoter lives in town so I said wha the hell. He is one giant dude. Arms bigger then 3lb protein jugs and legs as big around as 300 Spud's waist. He was a super nice guy and we ahd a good time. He hit 500x6 pretty easy and then wore out my 150s for several sets of reps.HIs chick works for Gaspari and was hot but down to Earth. GOod day all around-
Determined t sleepSat night, I took a Ambien, 2.5 sleeping pills and a xanax. Slept like a10 hours. Got up at 6am and took off to do my cardio. Nothing special agian. I am letting the diet finish off the fat right now and easying up on the cardio,still 2 hours but nothing hard. -35 mins stepmill-25 rower-30 mins treadmill on 15% incline(have not done this in 10 years at at least)-Finished up with 20 on the bike.-Packed up for the show and went home to watch the clock every 2.5 hours to eat. Long days on low carb.
-35mins stairmaster-
light upper speed to 305 with fat bar, 8x3-
Spud Inc Susupension strap push up 4x10 with hammer curls 4x10
-Lateral triple seted front ,side rear 4x8-
lower sumo 405x3x5-
GHR 3x8-Hack Squat 3x8DOne
We had Trey Brewer is this weekend. His promoter lives in town so I said wha the hell. He is one giant dude. Arms bigger then 3lb protein jugs and legs as big around as 300 Spud's waist. He was a super nice guy and we ahd a good time. He hit 500x6 pretty easy and then wore out my 150s for several sets of reps.HIs chick works for Gaspari and was hot but down to Earth. GOod day all around-
Determined t sleepSat night, I took a Ambien, 2.5 sleeping pills and a xanax. Slept like a10 hours. Got up at 6am and took off to do my cardio. Nothing special agian. I am letting the diet finish off the fat right now and easying up on the cardio,still 2 hours but nothing hard. -35 mins stepmill-25 rower-30 mins treadmill on 15% incline(have not done this in 10 years at at least)-Finished up with 20 on the bike.-Packed up for the show and went home to watch the clock every 2.5 hours to eat. Long days on low carb.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Wed all nighter and other stuff.
Wed-am stepmill 65minspm-45 mins stairmaster-Wasn't feeling any squatting or leg pressin or anything so I went outside and lunged aroung the building(probablly 500-600 reps) and did some ab stuff and called it a day.-Wed and thur nightGot home earlier for once and thought I would ge some extra sleep . I must have Chad Aiches syndrome becasue i laid in the bed for four hours of tossing and turning. Finally very pissed i got up at 230am and went to the gym. thought I would get the cardio out of the way. The only people out are partying or emptying the trash cans. O fsourse I freaked out the garbage truck driver as he cut the corner at 3am and found some idiot dragging a sled. I thought for sure he woudl call the cops and I would have to do a sobriety test while driving my sled around and around in a circle. It was very creappy the whole time as I kept hearing things or maybe I was just going nuts from zero sleep. i figured I would do the usual, not too hard but pull forwards for 4 or 5 laps and then a backwards drag to give my low back a rest. This was not the usual. Evertime I pulled forward for more then a 100 yards, I felt sick at my stomach and would have to bend over just to take the pressure off. Thought I would puke for awhile there but it never came. I did have to lay down on one lap on the asphalt for about 5 minutes to recover. I decided to go all backwasrds from then on out. It was a tough hour and half. I got to lay down in the tanning bed and doze off for 20 minutes and then i was good. Came back in the pm and got my stairmaster in for 30 more minutes. Whent home and took 2 adn half sleeping pills this time.Slept great
Friday-nothing special or hard 35 stepmill, 35 stairmaster, 25 bike. Didn't even break mcuh of sweat.
I want to thank everyone for all their compliment and good words of encouragement. It's always alittle better and helps keep up the focus during the hard times even though there are only three weeks left. Keep 'um coming people.
Friday-nothing special or hard 35 stepmill, 35 stairmaster, 25 bike. Didn't even break mcuh of sweat.
I want to thank everyone for all their compliment and good words of encouragement. It's always alittle better and helps keep up the focus during the hard times even though there are only three weeks left. Keep 'um coming people.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Monday Pump
I have to take a small break from the sled until my calves and hips recover.Two straight weeks was alittle much. Did 60 am Stepmill and 50pm Stepmill
Monday Pump-
The guys were doing heavy bench ing with chains and I had no gas for it plus it was suppose to be a deload week for them with a meet coming up in Sept. Dale was the only smart one and did some BS work with me.
-Dumbells to 100sx10x5 sets
-rear delt pec deck. Managed half the stack with both arms. Before my right arm was the only one that could do the whole stack 4 sets
-Standing rows with Long Ab Strap 4x10-quarter dips 4 sets.
-Standing Long ab strap pulldowns for 5x10 adn long ab strap side bends for 4 sets. Gotta bring those abs otu you know.
Monday Pump-
The guys were doing heavy bench ing with chains and I had no gas for it plus it was suppose to be a deload week for them with a meet coming up in Sept. Dale was the only smart one and did some BS work with me.
-Dumbells to 100sx10x5 sets
-rear delt pec deck. Managed half the stack with both arms. Before my right arm was the only one that could do the whole stack 4 sets
-Standing rows with Long Ab Strap 4x10-quarter dips 4 sets.
-Standing Long ab strap pulldowns for 5x10 adn long ab strap side bends for 4 sets. Gotta bring those abs otu you know.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Wed Squat Crap and the usual
Wed
-Hour stepmill
-Mixed wide squats and BB narrow squats. Dids 3s and 5s up to 455 and for evey wide set I did a narrow set next door work up to 315x6x3 sets. It was fun adn actually the narrow BB squats felt better on my hips and legs then the wide stance ones. It was quite funny as every set that I did narrow, I felt all eyes on me in disgust as I did reps with my shorts off to show off my how thighs.
-Then RDLs for 4 or5 sets up to 315
-back raises and pullups supersetted of course.
Thur
-420am Stepmill 1 hour
-7am Stepmill 30 mins
-6pm Stepmill 27. mins, 38 second
This was a very bad mistake. I took Yohimbe and tryosine on a empty stomacnh as usual to help mobilize fat. I went at a very slow pace about half the normal and almost thoguht I was going to pass out. Of course this was a 100g carb day and my body finally shut down. I went pale and tried to hand on. i managed to get home thinking some food would help. I had a big salad and myusual 2 tablespoons of PB and a small portion of almonds. This did not help. I ate the rest of the PB(1/3)jar. This did not help. The old lady had animal cookies and I ate most of them and this did not help. I laid in the bed feeling very woozy and out of it and then started hicupping uncontrollablly. So off to the store I went, 2 ice cream sandwichs and half a pint of Ben and Jerry's Cookie dough brought me back to life. All I could think of was I was so depleted from 3 days of 100g or less of carbs and my body was shutting down and the cardio finally set it off. I still could not sleep and it was about 2 am so I remember Dave saying Xanax helps AOLt. I rummage through all the cabinets and fianlly get to the back and find some. Amen. I fall asleep immediately and wake up feeling alot better. I decide to skip cardio on Friday and lesson will not be forgotten. The strange part was I woke up even leaner then day before. I know crazy but that is what it is right now.
Sat
-Was going to take the dayoff here too but the guilts got to me and I did 6 slow laps with the sled and then did a 30 minute circuit of ab wheel, hanging abs with the new Spud Inc. ab straps(Elite has them now.), and dumbell sides. then sets of 50 on the bench and barbell curls, and finally 3 sets of 50 each on leg ext and leg curls.
-We then had a booth a a local strongman competition where I got nice and burnt to make my arm veins stick out more.
Sunday
-Six hard laps that took forever of sled dragging at 745 am.
-Hour stepmill
-Mixed wide squats and BB narrow squats. Dids 3s and 5s up to 455 and for evey wide set I did a narrow set next door work up to 315x6x3 sets. It was fun adn actually the narrow BB squats felt better on my hips and legs then the wide stance ones. It was quite funny as every set that I did narrow, I felt all eyes on me in disgust as I did reps with my shorts off to show off my how thighs.
-Then RDLs for 4 or5 sets up to 315
-back raises and pullups supersetted of course.
Thur
-420am Stepmill 1 hour
-7am Stepmill 30 mins
-6pm Stepmill 27. mins, 38 second
This was a very bad mistake. I took Yohimbe and tryosine on a empty stomacnh as usual to help mobilize fat. I went at a very slow pace about half the normal and almost thoguht I was going to pass out. Of course this was a 100g carb day and my body finally shut down. I went pale and tried to hand on. i managed to get home thinking some food would help. I had a big salad and myusual 2 tablespoons of PB and a small portion of almonds. This did not help. I ate the rest of the PB(1/3)jar. This did not help. The old lady had animal cookies and I ate most of them and this did not help. I laid in the bed feeling very woozy and out of it and then started hicupping uncontrollablly. So off to the store I went, 2 ice cream sandwichs and half a pint of Ben and Jerry's Cookie dough brought me back to life. All I could think of was I was so depleted from 3 days of 100g or less of carbs and my body was shutting down and the cardio finally set it off. I still could not sleep and it was about 2 am so I remember Dave saying Xanax helps AOLt. I rummage through all the cabinets and fianlly get to the back and find some. Amen. I fall asleep immediately and wake up feeling alot better. I decide to skip cardio on Friday and lesson will not be forgotten. The strange part was I woke up even leaner then day before. I know crazy but that is what it is right now.
Sat
-Was going to take the dayoff here too but the guilts got to me and I did 6 slow laps with the sled and then did a 30 minute circuit of ab wheel, hanging abs with the new Spud Inc. ab straps(Elite has them now.), and dumbell sides. then sets of 50 on the bench and barbell curls, and finally 3 sets of 50 each on leg ext and leg curls.
-We then had a booth a a local strongman competition where I got nice and burnt to make my arm veins stick out more.
Sunday
-Six hard laps that took forever of sled dragging at 745 am.
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