Enter Planet Cybertron

DAMN!!!

you certainly deserve it

1 Like

Ferrets are the best, and scarily intelligent

1 Like

Thank you :slight_smile:

And I definitely agree, they’re quite smart. He’s well aware that when his bowl is empty it is indeed my fault lol

1 Like

LOG # 506
DB full body

Rows x50
RLDL x60
Goblet squat x60
Push ups x50

All using 25lb DBs

Kettlebell swings x 5 mins

LOG # 507

50 reps PPL

Machine press 100x 50

SLDL 135x50

Leg press 405 x100

10 min run (5 min on 1 min rest 4 min on)

Update:

I have immediately dropped all the way down to 180 almost effortlessly. Decided to track my calories for a general gist of how much I need to cut.

I’m used to around 3000 calories, and to make the scale move downward to any noticeable degree I’ve had to get comfy with sub 1700 calories. Not really fond of it, but it’s doable for now.

This a bit of a personal announcement. But I honestly need all the support I can get.

I have posted about racial issues that my husband and I have faced, but this one tops all of those.

This passed Friday my husband and I were riding our bikes around 11am. Apparently someone reported us to the cops as “suspicious vehicles”. Hubby and I decided to take a little break. Eat a few snacks, and drink some water. As soon as we take off, were cut off by a police officer. At first he said he got a call, and was trying to check the area/check and see if we were okay.

Next thing I know there’s two more cop cars, totaling 3 cop cars that are now surrounding us. They run my license, and are now threatening to take me to jail due to unpaid ticket violations that had turned in warrants.

600$ now needed to be paid to post my bail. I’m handcuffed, pouring tears in the back of a cop car. They take my bike, and now my husband has to ride 5 miles back to our apartment to get my phone, keys, wallet, and the car.

I’m finally bailed out after some hours, and I’m just…idk. I’m angry and frightened.

But above all I have questions. And my husband had a slew of questions that neither the cops, the dispatcher, and the people working the county jail could answer.

I had ticket violations that needed to be paid. I paid ALL OF THEM. I had invoices for the ones that were online, and receipts for the ones I paid in person. My license had expired in May of 2019. I hadn’t been able to renew until all tickets were paid in ALL THE DISTRICTS/COUNTIES I had violations in. If I had any outstanding warrants still pending, I wouldn’t have been able to renew my license in May of this year.

Secondly, how were we dubbed suspicious vehicles, when both of us were riding bikes? And why was I lied to and told that the initial reason we were stopped was so that the cops could check up on us and make sure we were okay?

Not mention, the previous times I had been stopped with these pending warrants I was just told to care of them, and sent on my way. Mind you, this was during the process of me paying them off. I hadn’t paid all of them just yet. During those times I was ACTUALLY IN A CAR. And yet was never taken to jail.

This time I had NO PENDING CHARGES, WAS NOT IN A CAR, and was handcuffed and put in jail over a racially profiled phone call.

And the person who phoned in the call, has no idea the amount of stress they’ve caused me. Aside from parking violations, and speeding tickets, I’m not a criminal. I don’t cause trouble, and I don’t go looking for trouble. I just wanted to enjoy a nice morning riding bikes with my husband.

I’ve been anxious at work, and couldn’t even stay my entire shift yesterday. I have completely changed my route driving to and from work and home to avoid that area.

I just don’t understand. Like what did I do wrong? What did WE do wrong?

I’m really not one to just randomly throw the race card at every situation, but this…I really can’t even begin to think what else this situation could’ve been. I’m really REALLY getting tired of having to run because of the color of my skin, and I’m getting angry that some random person thought it necessary to call the cops on an innocent couple riding bikes in the broad daylight.

2 Likes

My wife and I used to have a Saturday night thing. We go to a meeting (her al-anon, me AA) and afterwards a bunch of us go to a nearby restaurant to eat, talk, chill, and generally socialize.

It’s in middle/upper middle class suburbia, and well patrolled area. I noticed one night that there was a cop that kept sweeping through the lot. It kinda caught my attention because of the frequency. Once or twice would be normal, but this dude was more like circling the relatively small area.

So off we go, and once out of the main area and onto the road, cop lights us up. We pull over, laughing because he thinks we’ve been drinking and he’s just cherry picking a bar (also not legal). He says he received a call about a domestic dispute matching our description. I told him straight up that he just followed us out of the lot and that he’s cherry picking, and my wife laughed about the domestic stuff, all while he was sniff testing the car.

So he turned on me and started asking about the marks on my arms. Welding burns from spatter.

Satisfied that he had adequately served and protected his community, he let us go with a stern warning after I came up clean for no warrants.

I’d be willing to bet you had an unfortunate run in with a bored cop that got lucky fishing, but also don’t want to diminish or invalidate your intuition and impression of the experience.

I have a certain “look” that sets off cops radar every single time I’m anywhere in their vicinity, and get run for warrants literally every few months.

I can’t really offer any consolation other than to say that I kind of understand, and have had many, many (actually way too many) similar run ins.

2 Likes

I have nothing of any value to offer cyber, other than I’m sorry to hear this happened to you.

Lawyer up. Sounds like at the very least they owe you your 600 back. People suck…that’s about all I got unfortunately.

1 Like

Really sorry to hear about that situation.

I, like you, don’t like to throw the race card at situations, but I do feel that it can be an issue. I’m Native, and in my state (most rural type states I suppose) Natives are the blacks of the area. I recently had a run-in with the police (mentioned it on my log if you want to read, won’t go into all the details here) that left me pretty angry and upset.

It happens a lot. I’m stopped while walking home from work to be asked where I’m going, and similar to you, I’ve had friends get the cops called on them for simply being in certain neighborhoods. It really sucks, and I don’t really know how to fix it. I don’t know if it can be fixed.

Anyway, not much to offer besides letting you know that I empathize and understand how you’re feeling. It’s maddening, embarassing, and even though “life isn’t fair” it feels really unfair in those moments. I hope you’re able to move on, and I hope things get better. Here to talk if need be.

5 Likes

Biknini prep twinsies!!! I am eating about the same. Its rough.

I am really glad you posted this, especially here. Its fkn horrible what has been happening basically the entirety of the time that Europeans have been coming to this continent and it needs to stop, like 500 years ago. White people need to progress.

1 Like

Cyber, I hope you’re okay. What happened to you was horrible. Whether or not the incident is race based, it’s wrong in a human level

3 Likes

As a police officer (and also a human being) I am so sorry that you’ve been treated this way.

I don’t know the process etc for police in the US
But that’s certainly not how I would handle things.

I hope you’re okay

3 Likes

Thank you! And thank you for serving and protecting as well :heart:

I always appreciate the kind words, and I’m doing pretty well as of late.

Since you guys have been so kind as to check up on me, it seems fair to at least give an update:

First things first about the latest topic I had discussed. It has passed. It happened, and while it was unfortunate, it’s just solidified my already optimistic view on the world. Law enforcement does not scare me. And there are unfortunate instances that happen. It just…happens due to circumstance. I’m not bad. The police aren’t bad. While I do stay away from certain areas now, I no longer feel threatened, and my husband and I have managed to re-center and we’re doing okay.

3 Likes

Onto the next update:

In light of everything else, I am…

Very sad. I just am. For reasons that I do and don’t know. But I’m not…upset that I’m sad. It sounds odd, but I’m okay with allowing myself to be sad. I find myself crying a lot at night, but I tend to feel better in the morning. Every little bit of interaction I experience brings me a lot of happiness. I don’t talk much as of late, but I’m glad the people that are close to me understand that me not speaking as much doesn’t mean it’s okay prompt behavior that would irritate me. Ergo…forcing me to try and talk more. I do wish that people would stop asking me if I’m okay. I understand it’s for reasons of concern, but when I say I’m gonna be okay, I am. Because I said I will be, therefore I will be okay. I believe that I will be. Right now though, I’m not.

I’m doing great with school, and work (took a much needed vacation).

My training has shifted a bit towards Olympic style lifting. I don’t bench or deadlift much anymore, but I’ll always squat even if it kills me lol. Right now I’ve just been practicing technique with C&Js, Clean and Press, and Power Snatch, along with the usual heavy squatting I like to do. I’ve also been mountain biking and swimming a lot, totaling about 10 hours a week of conditioning stuff.My appearance has also improved quite a bit as well. I will post pics also. We all know I gotta work up enough courage for those, so be patient with me.

My imagination has always ran rampant ever since I was a little kid. During really traumatic experiences not so much. Stuff kind of gets grey, and I fall into routine very easily. (can be good or bad depending on certain things) Theres certain times when it just runs wild, and this is one of those times. I’m usually in a much better headspace when it does, but considering this particular instance it’s…new for me. But I like it. I’ve always had this very optimistic spirit about myself, so for things such as this it really helps me go off and just be me.

I’ve expressed to my therapist that I wish to take a break for a little bit. She seemed very understanding. While I’m still not where I wish to be in terms of recovery, I’ve done a good job of recovering. Right now I don’t eat as much as I should be, but i just… don’t care. I eat balanced, good food choices in amounts that fuel my workouts, but I’m, for the most part completely emotionally and mentally detached from food. I just don’t care about it. I don’t care to think about it. Of course I don’t permanently feel this way, but as of late, I wish to think about other things.

I spend a lot of my time in the forest areas of inner Houston. My husband is usually somewhere riding his bike, but I often times just wander off and do whatever. Once I’m done with school, or I’m not at work, and I’ve got all of my training out of the way that’s usually where I am.

During that time I just go in and out of experiencing existence, and how it does and doesn’t pertain to me. Sometimes I’ll cry, sometimes I’ll laugh, sometimes I’ll be upset, but I’ve never felt feelings of meaninglessness. And in that, I know tomorrow is worth it. And the day after that, and the day after that. So I’ll be okay.

4 Likes

Everything ok Cyber?

2 Likes

Doing alright :slight_smile:

1 Like