My training log for last week:
Blah, blah, deload, blah.
I needed it. I did it. I am also transitioning from my big eating diet to the crazy cutting diet, enjoying a week where I just eat when I’m hungry and stop when I’m full. What a concept! Of course this past weekend at my parents was a sugar-soaked orgy slathered in chocolate.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?!?
I cannot control candy once i get started. It’s ridiculous. And my body feels like total shit afterwards. Sugar poisoning I tell you, it messes with your GI tract, it makes you sluggish, it coats your teeth, I just feel like warm poo. I’m actually looking forward to starting the diet on Weds to get this crap out of my system.
Ah well. Reboot.
eco - My priorities for the iron game are (in order); lean, big, strong, healthy. I just don’t like jiggling when I walk. I tolerate it in the short term as a necessary detour to get where I want. I know it means I will likely never get HYOOOOOGE because of it, but it’s the choice I’ve made.
Dude - Wow, thanks for that. Yeah, PRs geek me out big time. I used to tell myself I didn’t care about being strong, just big. Then I did 531 and pulled some lifetime bests and I was hooked.
Bickle - Truly, the journey. See above. I’m forcibly enduring this fatness nonsense just so as I can gain some more muscles (feeble as they may be) then get all ripped up and stay that way. The problem is, every time I go and get lean again, I still feel like I need more mass. ARGH!
Brett - You’re aboslutely right. The hard part on the family is the last 4-6 weeks of the diet when you are so bone crushingly tired that you just fon’t have the energy to play with your kids any more. And then you get SO caught up in all the intricacies of peaking and final prep that it becomes the only thing you think about. A buddy of mine who competes called it “present but uninvolved”. It makes perfect sense at the time, but then afterwards just seems incredibly selfish.
Elai, Matty, and Cav - Thanks. On some level this will be one of my few regrets, that I pursued something for so long but never tested myself. Ah well. I can think of much worse things to regret.