Saturday was a free day. Much bread was consumed, and I got the cake I’ve been lusting for for literally months now. Between lack of opportunity, limiting my sugar intake for this diet, and the fact the last time my wife and I went to this place for dessert they were OUT OF THE CAKE…
It was grand.
Oh man, I LOVES me some carrot cake with cream-cheese icing…
Well, technically the diet is over tomorrow. On the one hand I’m ready to start eating again and chasing TEH GAINZ, cause no muscle gets built on a deficit. On the other hand I’m at about 75% of what I like to look like. So I’m fighting a huge compulsion to keep dieting. But I’m a gonna stick with the plan. I know better than to change course mid-stream - i did that for 7 years and succeeding in getting nowhere.
So there we go. Greasy burgers for supper tomorrow.
And how the hell do people take those effortlessly gorgeous selfies? I suck at them.
Its both funny and disappointing to me how easily I can give solid, reasoned advice to others and yet be SO incapable of taking it myself.
The conundrum I’m in for the umpteenth time is I want to grow more muscle; but I absolutely hate, hate HATE being flabby. And I’m sitting here negotiating with myself, trying to think up a program whereby I can…
… wait for it…
GAIN MUSCLE WHILE LOSING FAT!
Sweet Mary mother of God, am I actually still clinging to this nonsense?!?!?!?!! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve set about mercilessly crushing this notion in others and yet I just can’t seem to give it up myself.
It doesn’t work. I know it doesn’t work. I’ve proven with my own body that it doesn’t work. But dammit I want it to work!!!
I also want to be paid millions of dollars without having to come to work, but that’s not going to happen either. I just need to get over this s##t and just push some iron.
Go eat dude…
At the end of the day you got to be happy with yourself Kent, stop trying to have goals that deal with other people.
Just do what you think is important, if that is staying lean with a 6 pack, then fuck it, keep at it.