The Man In The Cellar

Training Training Logs
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[quote]veggiestrong wrote:
Just caught up. Happy (belated) birthday!

LMAO about Muscle Gains and the prospect of a PL comp there. I have never understood why some men don’t think that leg training is important. Hello, those are some of the most important muscles when it comes to pleasing a woman. Biceps curls will do what?

I’m reading with great interest as your deployment wanes. Can’t imagine how it must feel.

Keep up all the good work.[/quote]

It’s not yet belated, Veggie. Thank you. Outside of Facebook, I don’t usually mention my birthday, as I don’t require the attention. That’s not to say I don’t appreciate it, however. Out here, though, I’ve managed to keep it hush-hush. Only one person from my office knew about it, and I had to give her my “icy” stare to keep her quiet.

As for the dudes, it all boils down to ego and mirror muscles. You can hide your legs all day long if you want, but you’re GOING to show your upper body to the world! That and working legs is hard work. These dudes don’t have time for that!! Especially now that this hootenanny is coming to a close. Everyone now has to “get right” before returning. So, squat racks are ALWAYS available. When guys actually come to me for advice about training, I typically point out that most everything is generated from the legs, hips, ass, and core. They scoff at this until I ask them the very question you posed: how do you fuck? It’s amazing how quiet it gets when that is asked. Sad, actually.

Now, for today’s work.

21 March 2011
Morning
2:30 am
Woke up to brush my teeth and such.
Found my toothbrush to be unsavory. It got tossed.
Showered.
As I was drying my legs, felt something shift in my back.
Cursed as I stood up. Suddenly stiff.
Dressed and went to the gym.
Attempted to train, however, my back, left knee, and left hip flexor ALL ganged up on me.
Smoked my two trainees, one of which is CONSTANTLY trying to flirt with me. Derived pleasure from her grumbles, grunts, and protestations at the amount of REAL pushups I made her do. Felt better.
Went back to bed.

Evening
Incline Bench Press
185 x 10 x 10

Dumbbell Press
100 x 8 x 5

Dips
BW x 12 x 3

Decided now is a great time to get back to my bastardized German Volume Training. It was just as unpleasant as I remembered!! But, I cut down the amount of time I’m in there, so it’s all good. For now, however, I get to cement my place as an “odd duck” to someone very special to me, and continue writing. Until tomorrow…

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What the hell is going on in here?!?! Breeee = loca!

Happy birthday chocolate bear!!

Its always nice catching up with your log, Beast. Always excellent stuff going on in here.

263

[quote]Mascherano wrote:
What the hell is going on in here?!?! Breeee = loca!

Happy birthday chocolate bear!!

Its always nice catching up with your log, Beast. Always excellent stuff going on in here.

[/quote]

Como una polilla a una llama, atrae loco loco.

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Happy B-day Beast ~

�g þakka vináttu og vonum að þú ert að sprengja í �ýskalandi

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[quote]BreStruction wrote:

[quote]Powerpuff wrote:
What’s the distance - and you know us Americans don’t use the metric system so don’t give it to me in kilometers - between Beast’s German location and Fook?

Like the Farmer’s Walks a lot. Haven’t tried it single arm - yet. [/quote]

Puff, I LMAO at every one of your posts, I just dont comment on all of them because I dont want you to think I’m stalking you. hahaha. I think it’s about 350km/220mi; between 2 and 4 hours driving depending on road construction and engine capability. [/quote]

Wait a minute, I thought I was stalking you! Who’s the creepy one coming over here to peep you in that hot red bikini, huh? huh? Sure, I like to talk to Beast and all, but mostly that’s my cover to be over here seeing what you’re up to Bre. I thought you had that figured out. All that formaldehyde has you confused.

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Happy Birthday…heavy breathing… Mr. Beast…pant, pant…Happy Birthday to you!
Blows kiss.

How do you like that stalker girl. Don’t think I won’t stalk your man.

267

[quote]Powerpuff wrote:
Happy Birthday…heavy breathing… Mr. Beast…pant, pant…Happy Birthday to you!
Blows kiss.

How do you like that stalker girl. Don’t think I won’t stalk your man. [/quote]

PUFF!! Stop making me pee my pants from laughing! I actually sent him a video of me attempting to sing a solo HB which I prefaced with , I’m not fucking Marilyn Monroe, so don’t expect much…so your text here sounds a lot sexier than my singing :smiley: By all means bring on the sexy!

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[quote]veggiestrong wrote:
…Can’t imagine how it must feel.
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I think it feels horny! :stuck_out_tongue:

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Happy birthday, my good man.

(black and blue her, please)

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[quote]BreStruction wrote:

[quote]Powerpuff wrote:
Happy Birthday…heavy breathing… Mr. Beast…pant, pant…Happy Birthday to you!
Blows kiss.

How do you like that stalker girl. Don’t think I won’t stalk your man. [/quote]

PUFF!! Stop making me pee my pants from laughing! I actually sent him a video of me attempting to sing a solo HB which I prefaced with , I’m not fucking Marilyn Monroe, so don’t expect much…so your text here sounds a lot sexier than my singing :smiley: By all means bring on the sexy![/quote]

Not to be a suckup or anything (lie!), but I think your vid wins out on this one, Bre. Hands down.

As for the stalking, Puff, I wouldn’t recommend stalking me at this point in time. When the smoke clears and everything comes to light, there would be serious confusion as to who was doing the stalking, and who was getting stalked. Kinda “hunter becomes prey”. Just a head’s up! :stuck_out_tongue:

Been a bothersome couple of days. Took yesterday off, and had to bag my training this morning, as I was still out of it. I’ll see how I feel this evening. For now, it’s time to wild out, as I believe someone got me for my IPod.

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It’s extremely funny to me to actually witness the difference between a man’s opinion and a woman’s. Today, I stepped out on a different limb, in hopes of gaining an original idea. I asked two men, one married, one engaged, and one lady, engaged. The two men were pretty supportive and had all sorts of ideas. The lady…nothing but doubt, laced with a bit of scorn.

This, in turn, planted a kernal of doubt in my head. I let it stew for a couple of hours…chewed on it, and eventually ended up quite angry. Angry at myself, mostly. This is the same lady who, when she ignored what a past partner told her and got her feelings hurt, lashed out on the first black men she saw; myself and one other dude. After telling her about herself, she got dismissed. Time passed, and she “corrected” her feelings and said as much.

Given her current relationship, and how much time passed since that incident, I thought it alright to hit her up. Stupid me. Or, according to her, “fucking insane and stupid” me. At this point, I will let this day serve as a reminder of why I operate the way I do, and why I discard those who do nothing but bring me down. So, after taking three consecutive days off from the gym, I felt it was time to “cleanse” myself of that bit of negativity.

24 March 2011
Evening

Hang Cleans w/Squat
95 x 3 x 3
115 x 3 x 5

Deadlifts
245 x 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, & 15

Dumbbell Rows
100 x 10 x 4

Barbell Rows
135 x 25 x 4

The mouth-watering feeling of puking at the end of the session…necessary. Would have been better had I tossed them cookies. However, I figured this, coupled with the shakes was enough for tonight.

I now know better than to let anybody, outside of those important to me, know when I’m stepping out on a limb. What’s the point of living life if you’re too fucking scared to climb a tree?

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And 28 days…27, since today is done with for me.

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don’t climb a tree - climb the forest! different vistas await.

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truly an interesting read.
Thank you - and your tearing shit up.

on a much smaller scale I feel like two peas in a pod.

nice work.

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Guess I wore myself out thoroughly last night, as I woke up at 230 in teh morning and felt as though I was taking a bad acid trip. After stumbling my way to the the bathroom up the road and back, I barely sat down on my cot before I was out again. Jump ahead to 430, and I was moving strictly on autopilot. I vaguely remember going into the internet cafe and chatting a bit. Could not begin to tell you what was discussed. I wasn’t in control again until I got in the gym and started moving.

25 March 2011
Morning

Neck Bridges
3 x 30s

Hindu Pushups
10 x 3

Jumprope
5:00 x 2 rounds

Kicks (Heavybag)
50 each leg

C2 Rower
5:00

Stairmaster
5:00 (all I could tolerate of this boring-ass machine)

The rest of the day was very much chill. I guess I’m not the only one ready to get out of here. It’s pretty much a picture of contrasts, as you have the lot that suddenly is in “panic” mode, stressing about every-fucking-thing, and then you have my lot, on the downhill slope, leaning into it, getting set to take flight. Still keeping vigilant, however, as “bad” stuff is picking up again. Let’s just say, I’ve taken to keeping my machete with me again.

As the day progressed, so did my need to get moving, so after checking in with the higher-ups (and getting yelled at for not announcing my birthday on Monday) I booked it back to my true home.

Evening

Push Press
135 x 5 x 2
185 x 3 x 1
205 x 3 x 1
225 x 3 x 1
225 x 4 x 1
225 x 5 x 1
245 x 3 x 1
245 x 4 x 2
225 x 3 x 3

Military Press
135 x 25

Lateral Raises
30 x 10 x 2

Waiter’s Carry
50 x 100ft(?)
65 x 100ft(?)

Now it’s time to continue writing. Let’s hope for a good night’s sleep.

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sleeping with your machete. the shit you put up with is unreal.
hope you find balance amongst the chaos.

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[quote]Beast27195 wrote:
Guess I wore myself out thoroughly last night, as I woke up at 230 in teh morning and felt as though I was taking a bad acid trip. After stumbling my way to the the bathroom up the road and back, I barely sat down on my cot before I was out again. Jump ahead to 430, and I was moving strictly on autopilot. I vaguely remember going into the internet cafe and chatting a bit. Could not begin to tell you what was discussed. I wasn’t in control again until I got in the gym and started moving.

25 March 2011
Morning

Neck Bridges
3 x 30s

Hindu Pushups
10 x 3

Jumprope
5:00 x 2 rounds

Kicks (Heavybag)
50 each leg

C2 Rower
5:00

Stairmaster
5:00 (all I could tolerate of this boring-ass machine)

The rest of the day was very much chill. I guess I’m not the only one ready to get out of here. It’s pretty much a picture of contrasts, as you have the lot that suddenly is in “panic” mode, stressing about every-fucking-thing, and then you have my lot, on the downhill slope, leaning into it, getting set to take flight. Still keeping vigilant, however, as “bad” stuff is picking up again. Let’s just say, I’ve taken to keeping my machete with me again.

As the day progressed, so did my need to get moving, so after checking in with the higher-ups (and getting yelled at for not announcing my birthday on Monday) I booked it back to my true home.

Evening

Push Press
135 x 5 x 2
185 x 3 x 1
205 x 3 x 1
225 x 3 x 1
225 x 4 x 1
225 x 5 x 1
245 x 3 x 1
245 x 4 x 2
225 x 3 x 3

Military Press
135 x 25

Lateral Raises
30 x 10 x 2

Waiter’s Carry
50 x 100ft(?)
65 x 100ft(?)

Now it’s time to continue writing. Let’s hope for a good night’s sleep.[/quote]

“Beast” is right! This is some solid work here, dude. Stay safe over there.

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Apparently the spring weather brings people out of their caves?
Your workouts are awesome. Be safe Beast.

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Thanks for stopping by! Truly appreciated.

Main- I don’t sleep with it, although I do have it close. Since my sleep is all fucked up, and past “nighttime activities” that took place unbeknownst to me, I don’t trust myself to keep it on me.

KMNYC- Thanks for dropping by.

Wiggles- safety is my middle name. For the next 20-some days, that is.

Puff!! Yes, the bad guys are coming out of hibernation now, so things will steadily pick up, “business-wise”.

So today was a very long, but not unpleasant day. I was hoping to get some quality sleep last night, but that was not to be. 3 o’clock hit and I was wide awake. Still completely exhausted from last night’s work. So, from then until I crashed into the wall at around 11, I was pretty much the walking dead. If I’d been recorded at my desk, you all would have had a good laugh as I continually broke my neck, came to rest my chin on my bottle of water and faded out, then broke my neck some more. Finally made the command decision to close up shop early for lunch, and went boots up. That was the best hour of sleep I could have asked for. Would have remained asleep for much longer, except, my phone chimed earlier than expected. I was wide awake when I saw Bre’s name on my screen. After talking for about half an hour, I was pretty damned energized. Surprised. The afternoon went by at a decent clip, and was closed out with another convo with She-Who-I-Cannot-Wait-To-See. Of course, good feelings checked out on me when I arrived at the gym for tonight’s work.

26 March 2011
Evening

Squats
Bar x 10 x 2 (Form checked and adjusted by former competitive powerlifter…XO for the Regiment)
135 x 5 x 2
225 x 5 x 2
275 x 5 x 2
295 x 5 x 3

I was spent after this. My legs were even trembling, which hasn’t happened in a long bit. Forget DOMS…they are sore NOW! Not holdin out any hope for sleep tonight, however.

280

Took yesterday off. Went to bed angry. Woke up enraged. Training was a necessity.

28 March 2011
Evening

Bench Press
135 x 5 x 2
225 x 5 x 1
315 x 5 x 2
335 x 5 x 1
355 x 5 x 2
365 x 4 x 2
375 x 3 x 1
315 x 8 x 1

Weighted Dips
BW + 100 x 8 x 1
BW + 100 x 6 x 1
BW + 100 x 5 x 1