December 23, 2006 - A little cold won't stop me
I wanted to workout yesterday, but we had a manager's meeting called at the last minute so I didn't. When I came home I felt so ****ty that I went right to sleep. Slept for 3 hours, then got up and ****ed around on the computer a bit more. I read a lot of new studies on fasting and fed states and came up with a few ideas I may try at some point. For now, I think I may move toward more of a carb cycle, eventhough I'm not quite 15%, I've always had tremendous success on one.
Diet and Supplementation
I had a shake when I got up, then some post-workout WPI + dextrose. Then I had some beef jerky
and followed it with some turkey burgers. I'll end the night with some cottage cheese and yogurt, I believe.
Animal Pak, 200mg caffeine + 2g l-tyrosine + 2g taurine (pre-workout), 6g high-potency fish oil, SesaGlow (3), and ETS
told me to kill you in your sleep.
I think the SesaGlow is making my body temperature rise because about 10 minutes after I took it I'm hot as ****.
I am still fairly sick, so this wasn't the most comfortable workout ever, but I did increase my weights enough to be satisfactory. I was so beat by the end, I have no idea why I did the cycle intervals.
squats: 45x10 (done overhead), 95x5, 135x5, 185x3, 205x5, 205x5
Upped it by 5 this time. The overhead squats sucked, because the cage was too short. The first set of 205 sucked, but the second felt strong. So, I guess I didn't warm up enough.
Good Mornings: 140x5, 150x5, 150x5
Jumped these up a bit this week and they were still simple. I am going to start video taping these so I can follow my form.
Hang Cleans: 45x12, 95x5
Just decided to give it a shot. The sets were pretty solid, but I was exhausted.
Seated Calf Raise: 90x5, 140x6
Why did I stop after one set? I was out of it I guess.
Cycle Intervals: warmup -> 15s/30s x 3
Oh wow, my endurance blows.
Soundtrack: 30 Seconds to Mars - A Beautiful Lie, Circa Survive - Juturna
"Look how high I'm jumping from, you'll never make it."
I was in line at the grocery store today and I was glancing at the magazines that litter the aisles on either side of the registers. One particular headline caught my eye as I was stared in the face by the gaze of a little boy with a brown emo haircut that was depicted on the cover. "Nicole Richie's Secret Drug Problems" read the tabloid, with pride to be the first to reveal such a clandestine fact. So now, the 3 people who didn't know that the ex-fatty who now rocks the body of a 75 year old man who just so happens to hang around with Paris Hilton had a mother****ing coke problem are standing in a Wal*Mart somewhere in middle-America with the Desitin and Depends they were previously holding scattered at their feet. I'm so ****ing sick of seeing the following five ****ing names NICOLE RICHIE, PARIS HILTON, BRAD PITT, ANGELINA JOLIE, and JENNIFER ANISTON. It just so happens that those names are an anagram for "Neat, necrophilic jailbat hero deploring initials; fine in torn jeans." Coincidence? I think the **** not.