Friday, February 26, 2010

Entry #814

Lovely, after an hour of sleep I'm wide awake and unable to find Morpheus again. Luckily for my early appointment, I've always seem to had Christhoper Hitchens syndrome - the more zonked I get, the better sense I make (the messiness of his hair and merciless forbearance in his voice gives it away in certain TV interviews where hilarity always ensues). In that spirit, more drink (though my poison happens to be non-alcoholic) and mad Rachmaninoff hearings while I put pen to paper about something critical.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Entry #813

One of my nieces accepted my beef jerky offering with suspicious skepticism only to end up being an enthusiastic convert to the congregation of smoked animal flesh devourers. I would be proud, but that's sissy ****.

I went on the longest straight run I've done in years tonight. I may be weak as sin in lifting now, but at least my cardiovascular conditioning is at the best it's ever been. It was for about an hour with a pretty decent pace, topped off with a sprint down the street by the end of it. To get back to my place I have to loiter my way to the side of this locked fence (or scale it) on times like this when I don't bring my keys. While doing this I noticed how cushiony the leaves felt on the side of the embankment I was on and I couldn't help letting myself lie there for a few minutes, looking up at the moon (which had a striking corona around it - an evil omen).

Edit: Just stayed up until 6:30 AM reading about the Kosovo War. Why the fuck do I get addicted to this stuff.

Entry #812

I have a big executive job interview due on Friday at...McDonald's. But no, it's not even to work there. I'm applying to be a school crossing guard and, well, I dunno, apparently budget cuts have really taken their toll on Crossing Guards H.Q.

ME upper

Overhead press:
135 x 5
155 x 5
175 x 5
185 x 5
195 x 2 (wtf)
200 x 1 (WTF)
> My core is weak and constantly having to readjust my stance as a result of it kills my drive. On one of the failure reps my back almost crumpled backwards like an accordion. F

x 8
x 8
x 10
x 10
> Arms were shaky, probably from deltoid fatigue.

Other stuff.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Entry #811

I'm down to 218. Shit.

I need to fight someone/something/Jesus. George never spars me anymore.

ME upper

Pin press:
135 x 3
225 x 3
275 x 3
315 x 3
325 x 3
335 x 2
340 x 2

Close-grip bench press:
210 x 10
210 x 8
210 x 4
135 x 12

I don't know, I'm too sleepy to remember the rest right now. Oh, I did weighted pull-ups with a dumbbell because these boobs took away the badass harnesses I usually tie around me and attach the huge clanky Soviet-era iron plates to. Leave my shit alone, you whores. It worked well, though. It was only 30 lbs. because I've been doing plain, unweighted pull-ups for awhile now and need to get back into torturing myself with really heavy pulling.

I love how I just waltz in during the middle of these stupid CrossFit classes and nobody has the gall to tell me to leave. I'm the only one in this place who uses the power rack and they have no right to keep me out of their little Marxist gathering if they want to house MY power rack in their area. I made a lot of noise to counter their terrible hip hop music.

Also, I wrote a quick rebuke today to someone about this supplement called White Flood:

"Oral arginine only has 70% bioavailability and about half of that can even be converted into orthinine. As a result studies usually do something silly and impractical like infusing this shit directly via an IV as opposed to ingestion, along with an exaggerated dosage (T-Nation cites 30 grams).

Onto GABA. This is an inhibitory transmitter of the central nervous system. How anachronistic is that (especially in contradiction of caffeine)?

If it did the opposite it would be touted as an explosive energy booster, but here the fact that the receptors adhere to sleep makes it incite a deadly zen-like focus that will simmer you down and help you concentrate on your lifting better. Wow, apparently you can't lose; either way, there's something good to be said for it. If only nutrition really worked that way.

Reminds me of how serotonin and melatonin in low carb diets are chastised for making you feel lethargic and also praised (during the carb-loading cycles) for helping you chill out. The convenience of such selective reasoning is funny.

Glucuronolactone is found in every energy drink, just like caffeine. Now we're gathering more examples of superfluous and commonplace ingredients being packaged and made into something more than they actually espouse."

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Entry #810

I was weird at 17. Funny how things haven't changed five years later because I had every intention to do a hardcore ME session today, but my weakling shoulder wasn't up to the job. I haven't the slightest idea where that came from.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Entry #809

Someone called me a "robot" today just when I thought I was losing my (cold, ironclad) touch. I was beginning to miss it. I love the smell of self-cast aspersions in the morning.

Let's see, last night I went running and it sucked, which ruled. I'm incrementally adding on more and more sprinting to various parts of the usual route - in particular and without coincidence, right where that one bar that always has karaoke hour going on is. I get the hell out of there real fast.

Today sucked, too. My core is pathetic. I only managed 235 x 1 on push press (failed the first rep, got the second) and on the eccentric my spine felt like an accordion when absorbing the impact of the bar landing down. There was no pain on that in and of itself but from what is likely the consequence of the entire session I can barely even bend my back right now. I'd go so far as to say I did better last week, too. My abdomen didn't feel strong or stable at all, which is my fault for blowing off lower body days. On the other hand, maybe I'm expecting too much. I've lost 30 lbs., after all, and my waist isn't nearly as thick as it used to be. I definitely can't jump into heavy GMs or anything tomorrow, though, if I'm even able to lift at all.

Edit: 6:54 AM, can't fucking sleep because of this weakling back.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Entry #808

"A worm looks up at the sky and sees God. A man looks down at his hands and sees ambition."

I am hooked on Bioshock, even though I dislike Ayn Rand.

Training is going consistently, although my diet isn't faring quite so well. I'm down to 220 lbs. yet I'm slowly gaining back strength, so are things really going so badly? Protein intake is regular, just very meager. Maybe I'm unknowingly cutting right this time.

43 days

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Entry #807

It's ridiculous how little I update just because I'm on an ascension to regain strength I already had.