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Day 23
Wt 198.2
Feel like I’m playing Beat the Cock, I mean Clock with the end of the diet. 195 is gonna be a challenge as I only have a couple of workouts left in this cycle. Mondays and Fridays have been complex days, with today being a particularly nasty one for 5 sets.
I had entertained the thought of Tabata front squats, but I my recovery is still piss poor and it isn’t worth the potential annihilation this close to the end.
Up at 5 this morning as usual, was pleased to find the 2007 USA v Saxons and USA v Scotland A Churchill Cup matches in my queue (daveirl, you’re my hero bro). Been watching my clubmates putting in some work against the Saxons. I’m biased but I think the scoreline flatters the Saxons a bit.
One major thought springs to mind watching the matches:
1: If I have REALISTIC thoughts on wearing the national colors, I have a LOT of work to do.
That decision was already made when I started the V Diet. It is at least one, maybe two steps backwards in the grand scheme of things. I mean, I weigh around 87kg currently and my lifts are shit! That’s fullback weight for fuck’s sake!! What the hell is a hooker doing at 87kgs?
Making progress; something that, in hindsight, I haven’t really done since I blew out the two discs in my back in 2005. Sure I’ve trained hard but WHO DOESN’T. Haven’t really had a good direction with things.
I’m at Point A and I want to get to Point D; I’ve been trying to go straight there as opposed to finding Point B and Point C first. I guess that’s always been a quality of mine; not taking shortcuts but always wanting to move straight to the advanced aspects instead of working my way up. I suppose I’ve been doing the little things right but doing the BIG things wrong.
Had a good long think about it, mostly centered on “Can I REALLY do this or is it a pipe dream?” I’ve never been a “sport as a hobby” type. If its a pipe dream or a hobby, there’s nothing wrong with that; but I spend an inordinate amount of time and money for a hobby.
If its a serious endeavor, I need to start treating it as such. REALLY treating it as such; in hindsight talk has been my forte while results have found me wanting. I suppose that may sound harsh; we are all our own worst critics. Optimism always reigns supreme but, in reality, results count.
I suppose I should distinguish a difference. An issue for me has been getting TOO focused and wound up with rugby. To the point where the game isn’t fun anymore. I suppose I’ve been searching for the optimal mental area where I am focused but not TOO focused; tunnel vision but still able to see the forest through the trees.
I’m not sure if these long “thoughtful” posts come off as pompous, humble or something in between; would hope for humble but I fear pompous. A very good stock trader who has been a mentor for me (whether he knows it or not) has an excellent saying that is applicable for the sporting world (and really for life in general!):
“If you don’t stay humble, the market will do it for you”
OK…enough existentialism or whatever the hell this gibberish is…training time…will post workout later…