Well, that's something.

I have taken a bit of a different approach this week.
Instead of being so much a cardio bunny, I try to keep to building workouts three times per week, and run the other two.
The workout that I am following are a complete clusterfuck. I still have to get used to them. I will post it as soon as I can.
After getting shitty readings from my scale, I stopped updating my whiteboard much. So I started keeping track (ish) at work, with one old scale they have there. Yesterday I was at 215 lbs in the day, confirmed by a 216 lbs at night after dinner at home on my shitty scale.
I have noticed a few changes, though slight, but still enough to keep me going.
First, arms more defined. Well, duh.
Second: Top four abs are more defined, and belly/waist fat decreasing. Yay.
Third, manboobs decreased slightly. This always bothered me, though I do have pretty large pectoral muscles, but still.
Fourth, increased cardiovascular resistance. Not smoking much helps a lot.
I think this time there is a good possibility of me getting where I want to be. I mean, I got no reason to break these habits. I work out during lunch at work, and I get to leave as soon as I am done. If there is any personal commitments, they are still doable.
So, yes, I will post pictures following this update. Some time soon. Ish. Maybe later today.
Mau.

Jesus Christ Doritos what the fuck

Kinda out of control

God damn. I was at 218, and over one shitty weekend I'm back at about 224. What the fuck. Just because I eat? I must be doing something wrong. I don't wanna starve myself either. That stuff isn't worth it.

This doesn't make too much sense...

Pancake tuesday

Today was pancake Tuesday, which happens to be my 9 year aniversary in Canada. I am proud and happy to be here.
Today I realised how bad it is for me to eat heavy food in the mornings. I have got used to having a little bit of cereal. I had pancakes today at work, and boy, did it screw me up.
I couldn't work out. I had two ECs, and just rested.
Tomorrow I'll get back on the ball.
Also, my scale seems to be fucked up. I'll have to change the times I go on the scale at and go on the one that's at work.
Numbers and pictures still to come.
Mau.

Today, I graduated myself to the 35 lb pushup rows AND the 30lb curl/press. I am kinda proud.
I have capoeira tonight, I don't know if I'll be awake enough to post numbers later tonight. I'll try, and I'll try to post a picture too.

Also, before I forget:

That day that I felt like shit (legs shaking, really beat, right after working out) I had an ECA before working out. That isn't a good idea. I will have the 12pm ECA after working out, so about 1pm.

Snap.

Okay, numbers.
January 29th: 219.8 lbs, no work out, 2 ECA, no caloric deficit.
January 30th: 220.3lbs, no workout, 3 ECA, no caloric deficit.
January 31st: 220.8lbs, light cardio. I was really beat this day, for some reason. I remember I changed something, but I forget what. I do remember (because I recorded it) that I overate this day.
Then I skipped recording a few days, due to a slight case of alcohol poisoning of my brothe.r (friday, hospital visit), Saturday (that fucked up not sleep night that screwed this day up) and the sunday after that clusterfuck that happened.
Now:
Monday, February 4th: 219.1 lbs, worked out, 2 ECA, caloric deficit. However, I skipped capoeira.
Tuesday, February 5th: 217.6 lbs, worked out, 2 ECA, caloric deficit. I didnt have dinner this night. It was mildly upsetting. But I was really tired.
Wednesday February 6th, today: 220.0 lbs. I don't think I overate. However, I might have a lot of water weight. As far as I know, I drank about 350 ml of chocolate milk, and about one litre of water within the last two hours. And I am still thirsty. I worked out twice: once very hard at work, and then capoeira. For a change, I ate before capoeira. I figured I might as well show what I can do in the right conditions, instead of going to capoeira on a caloric deficit as when I work out at work. I had 3 ECA, one at 8 am, another one at 12, and another one at 4.

I am thinking of upping the dose of ephedrine, but I am scared. I'll ask around. I don't think I will.
Mau.
Pictures will be coming up soon.

Work out until it hurts?

Holy shit. My legs are shaking and I feel like puking. I didn't push that hard, but I am assuming that it is that hard for my current standing. I feel kinda old.
Numbers to come later.
Mau.

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