Posts Tagged ‘O.B. GYM’
That’s right, I’m back at the gym. It was rough, and by rough I mean, I am a weak little bitch who needs to get his flabby, muffin top ass moving. Today I started with guns, ultimately because it keeps me motivated, but in reality I simply feel I’m getting weak. I was very tired this morning at 5 AM, but I did what I had to do. These past few weeks have been really rough, work and school have been kicking my ass, and with that I’ve had real difficulty getting up in the mornings. Anyway, I’m back and that’s all you need to know. For the next 2-3 months I’m going to lift hard, really push myself and see how far I can take it. I just need to do it.
Very rarely does someone so excellently point out exactly what I think, without even knowing me. That being said, and going to the gym practically everyday, the below article details exactly the reason I hate these types of gym people. I’m not here to steal this man’s thunder, but the list below is explored in detail:
The Grunter
The Girl Who Can Kick Your Ass
The Napoleon Bro-naparte
The Guy Doing Pointless Exercises
The Old Guy
The Girl Who Just Hangs Out
The Guy with B.O.
The Gym D.J.
The Flexer
The Guy Who Leads The Spin Class
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Fucking Hilarious …
I missed the gym this morning, so I went at lunch. Honestly it was pathetic, I need to get my fat ass moving, and I intend on pushing myself until I do. I ran less than 2 miles which for me is the bare minimum of what I should run in any 30 minute span of time. I did however have some nasty shin pains around the 6 minute mark which I’ll have to push through. I need to get myself back on track, hopefully I can find a way because I’m gaining weight at and incredible speed and really it’s unacceptable. I need to find that mix of music which will carry me forward. I’ve thought about running outside even, something to get me motivated, but I don’t think that will happen until I can run at a decent clip.
This is your life and it’s ending one minute at a time.
I tried this morning to get up at 5:00, I failed. I don’t feel very workout-ish, and I’ve been gaining weight like a fiend. I want to work out, frankly I need to work out, but I don’t seem to have the passion I used to. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that given the opportunity, I choose sleep. Does that make me weak, I cannot say. I do not think this is the end of the gym for me, but more a temporary hiatus. Temporary being the operative word here, I do “want” to get back into the groove, I just need to start.
Funny as it is, frankly these past few weeks, I have had little if any motivation to get my fat ass in the gym. I want/need the sleep, and when I do get to the office it’s easier to just shower than it is to walk the half a block to the gym. I need something, so kind of energy and right now I’m just not feeling it, I think I may consider picking up heavy lifting again. Not only does it motivate but I see real results, and right now the only results I see is my fat gut. I am going to work out a new deal for June, and I’m fucking serious! Ladies and gentlemen, it’s lifting season again!
As I continue to get older I keep finding that things, without provocation, hurt. I know that sounds trivial, but it’s getting where daily I wake up to find something new aching in ways it was not aching the day/night before. Last week, my ankle for no apparent reason decided it just didn’t want to bend right, today my ass hurts, not the inside kind, like when you get put into a sleeper hold, but more my tail bone. I find some mornings my feet just pound out the beat of my heart, and like the fat kid in gym class doing pull-ups, I struggle just to breathe some mornings. I could be my horrible diet, or the fact I have not been to the gym in over two weeks, but something has to change. While I’m currently working on something, which is causing much distraction from the gym, I’m also terribly overwhelmed at work. If you haven’t noticed I’ve added an experimental mp3 player to the side of my blog now too, I figure I’ll add music occasionally which I enjoy. Peace out!
Seriously, I am not sure whether I’m coming or going, when it comes to the gym, I’ve been lazy or exhausted, that is I’m not sure if I’m just sleeping in cause I need it or just being lazy, but it’s been officially 2 weeks since I’ve last been to the gym. Not only am I not motivated, but work has been extremely overwhelming the last month, and its only getting tougher. In a week my son turns 10 years old, I can’t believe how fast they grow up, these kids these days. Its just so scary how much we try to keep them safe and everywhere you look there is some shit lurking in the corner ready and waiting to fuck everything up. I guess you just got to take it one day at a time and keep exciting holidays on the calendar, something to look forward to. This past weekend, made some fucking delicious brownies and pork on the barbecue, then picnic with more pork at the park. God damn I love the summer.
That’s right ladies and gentlemen, after a long but needed vacation I have returned. It was a good, I got sleep and sun, and ate probably way too much. But I’m back now and things need to change. Officially I weighed in Monday morning at an unacceptable 255 pounds. I did 30 minutes of cardio for the last 3 days to get back in the game, but I’m in this to win this and this is just the beginning. Though this month is a wash, and March Madness is merely a memory, I’m banking on April being my saving grace. Starting next week, I plan on getting my run back on.
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Next week I leave for some time away, much needed time away. Though don’t get me wrong, I like both my life and job, I think I need some sleep. The kind of sleep you get when you know you don’t have to wake up ever if you don’t want. The weekends in the real world are not the reward the weekdays make them out to be. The reality is I long for the warmth of the sun on my face, the kind which fills you from your toes to the hair on your head, like a blanket when you ill, there is nothing better. The gym has been great, heavy lifting is my favorite but I need to let my bones rest, let all the distractions of everyday life fade into the background for a bit. I am very tired. When I return it is my intention to go full speed into cardio like I’ve never before, but right now I just want to sit and stare at the locals in a warm beachy place. I will do little if any blogging, but that should be expected. Peace out homies, if we don’t speak sooner, I’ll see you in the Ides of March.
So I spent the last 18 Business Days Lifting heavy, it was pretty intense: Benching 115 pound dumbbells, Curling 90 pound dumbbells, 810 pound calf raises, both standing and using the leg press machine. The challenge was nice, and next weekend I will take measurements to see if I’ve made any substantial changes in size. But as March is upon us, March Madness is around the corner, and it’s time to get back to cardio. The lifting was fun while it lasted, but my goals are still to lose some more weight, I really rejuvenated my desire by grabbing the gym by the balls, not I need to use this momentum to rocket me forward. I am taking a short vacation in March, and then I’m off to the races. Some times its easy to get overwhelmed by this shit, be it self pressure or work pressures, but the reality is that its in me. I’ve got to stand up and push through. I set some pretty tough goals for 2010, and though I’d like to say I still believe I can achieve them, I am right now not in the place I need to be. Like my father always said, “Cash, Grass or Ass … Put Out or Get Out.” And for some reason there is a chilling rationale behind those god damned creepy words. I got to make this happen, me an no one else.
When all else fails, this is some sound advice.
