Dear Diary,
Do you believe in magic? Well I do. Harry Potter may be just what I need to get back on the bike. While hanging out with the kids from Hogwarts that makes the impossible possible, I rode 30 miles in a little under 2 hours while watching the first installment. I was starting to think it wasn't possible for me anymore. I've got 5 more and several hours to go. It might just be the fact that I'm doing it in the morning when I'm fresh. I was about to ride last night, and even made it downstairs before turning around and coming up to go to sleep. Its been a battle lately, but I'm feeling good at the moment. And thats all that really matters. Huh? No, you don't matter. Really. And no magician could change that. Come on lets be real. Thats just f***ing impossible. F***ing muggle.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
August 30, Day 176, 230.8 lbs, 31.5% bf
Dear Diary,
You ever heard of the Dog Days of August? F***. What do you know? Your cousin Wikipedia says
"Dog Days" (Latin: diēs caniculārēs) are the hottest, most sultry days of summer in late August. Dog Days can also define a time period or event that is very hot or stagnant, or marked by dull lack of progress.
Now, those days were supposed to be over just a week ago, but I feel like I'm still in the midst of them on both the heat front and the lack of progress. I can't do anything about the heat, but the dull lack of progress is all up in my business at the moment. Not sure if I'm mentally worn out or physically tired, but I'm not getting it done. I'm still eating right, but I'm not getting in the same work out intensity. And I'd say that its not because I don't want it, cause I do. Maybe I just don't want the same routine I've had for the last few months. Somethings gotta give. And I don't want something thats gonna give me more weight, so shut the f*** up about the cookies. Today's gain was likely water again, but I didn't do nearly enough to burn calories. About 13 miles on the bike and about 150 push ups. Huh? Not gonna cut it? You're right, but I can cut you if you keep talking. Thats what the f*** I thought. Dog f***in days. And you're a b***h.
You ever heard of the Dog Days of August? F***. What do you know? Your cousin Wikipedia says
"Dog Days" (Latin: diēs caniculārēs) are the hottest, most sultry days of summer in late August. Dog Days can also define a time period or event that is very hot or stagnant, or marked by dull lack of progress.
Now, those days were supposed to be over just a week ago, but I feel like I'm still in the midst of them on both the heat front and the lack of progress. I can't do anything about the heat, but the dull lack of progress is all up in my business at the moment. Not sure if I'm mentally worn out or physically tired, but I'm not getting it done. I'm still eating right, but I'm not getting in the same work out intensity. And I'd say that its not because I don't want it, cause I do. Maybe I just don't want the same routine I've had for the last few months. Somethings gotta give. And I don't want something thats gonna give me more weight, so shut the f*** up about the cookies. Today's gain was likely water again, but I didn't do nearly enough to burn calories. About 13 miles on the bike and about 150 push ups. Huh? Not gonna cut it? You're right, but I can cut you if you keep talking. Thats what the f*** I thought. Dog f***in days. And you're a b***h.
Monday, August 29, 2011
August 29, Day 175, 229.4 lbs, 31.5% bf
Dear Diary,
Being sick is a b***h and so are you. Not only is the body not willing, but my brain wasn't firing on all cylinders. Huh? What's new?!? Is that a rhetorical question? Touché a**hole. I can't lie. I've been a step or two behind the last few days. TLO quarantined me yesterday and I spent about 5 hours sitting in the office watching TV and playing on the computer like I used to do. It drove me crazy. Can't do that s**t anymore. And it took me about 4 1/2 of those hours to realize I could've gone to the garage and actually done something with my time. F***. How do you live being this stupid all the time? It's not rhetorical. Answer me b***h.
Being sick is a b***h and so are you. Not only is the body not willing, but my brain wasn't firing on all cylinders. Huh? What's new?!? Is that a rhetorical question? Touché a**hole. I can't lie. I've been a step or two behind the last few days. TLO quarantined me yesterday and I spent about 5 hours sitting in the office watching TV and playing on the computer like I used to do. It drove me crazy. Can't do that s**t anymore. And it took me about 4 1/2 of those hours to realize I could've gone to the garage and actually done something with my time. F***. How do you live being this stupid all the time? It's not rhetorical. Answer me b***h.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
August 28, Day 174, 229.4 lbs, 32% bf
Dear Diary,
Can't say I'm surprised. The body takes what it wants. Yesterday it wanted water. So it held on to it. It's all water weight. Plus I didn't get in a session last night or this morning. But I still feel the effects of yesterday's walk. If I had the time I'd have done it again, even with the pain. And the foggy head. You gotta hate colds. Not as much as I hate the scale though. B***h.
Can't say I'm surprised. The body takes what it wants. Yesterday it wanted water. So it held on to it. It's all water weight. Plus I didn't get in a session last night or this morning. But I still feel the effects of yesterday's walk. If I had the time I'd have done it again, even with the pain. And the foggy head. You gotta hate colds. Not as much as I hate the scale though. B***h.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
August 27, Day 173, 227.4 lbs, 32.5% bf
Dear Diary,
I got my swagger back this morning. I had to cause last night I got some weight back. Me and TLO continued to celebrate our 11th anniversary by going out to dinner at BOA Steakhouse in Santa Monica last night. There was little chance that I was going to go to a place with Steakhouse in the name again and not get a steak. I got a bone in filet and almost felt guilty for smashing the s**t out of it. I said almost. It was that good. We got back late and there was no chance that I was gonna work out. I went to sleep last night knowing that as soon as I got up I needed to hit the road. And I'm glad I did. I went for nearly 10 miles this morning, jogging for the first mile and a half. I'm just looking to improve each time out. It won't always be the case, but so be it. I walked to the South Bay Galleria from the house and back. That was the plan and I stuck to it. I have a sense of accomplishment, but it diminishes slightly as I think about the old man that passed me by at 190th and Hawthorne and then shrank out of sight as I could not keep pace with him. Huh? F*** you. I'm sure he's been running for a while. I may get there some day too. A**hole. Speaking of getting somewhere some day, I wanted to get to 225 by my birthday. Now technically I've already been there, but now I'm hoping I can get back in the next 4 days. If I don't, I could give a f***. I have a couple left over. Now if I could find a way to save some of this swag.
I got my swagger back this morning. I had to cause last night I got some weight back. Me and TLO continued to celebrate our 11th anniversary by going out to dinner at BOA Steakhouse in Santa Monica last night. There was little chance that I was going to go to a place with Steakhouse in the name again and not get a steak. I got a bone in filet and almost felt guilty for smashing the s**t out of it. I said almost. It was that good. We got back late and there was no chance that I was gonna work out. I went to sleep last night knowing that as soon as I got up I needed to hit the road. And I'm glad I did. I went for nearly 10 miles this morning, jogging for the first mile and a half. I'm just looking to improve each time out. It won't always be the case, but so be it. I walked to the South Bay Galleria from the house and back. That was the plan and I stuck to it. I have a sense of accomplishment, but it diminishes slightly as I think about the old man that passed me by at 190th and Hawthorne and then shrank out of sight as I could not keep pace with him. Huh? F*** you. I'm sure he's been running for a while. I may get there some day too. A**hole. Speaking of getting somewhere some day, I wanted to get to 225 by my birthday. Now technically I've already been there, but now I'm hoping I can get back in the next 4 days. If I don't, I could give a f***. I have a couple left over. Now if I could find a way to save some of this swag.
Friday, August 26, 2011
August 26, Day 172, 229.6 lbs, 37% bf
Dear Diary,
I'm in a severe lack of energy and motivation mode at the moment. I squeezed out 10 miles on the bike last night. I can't be sure but it may be tied to a lack of TV shows that I just have to watch. I'm spending too much time looking at the damn clock and mile counter looking for a reason to get off. When I got off last night I knocked out some sit ups and push ups so all was not lost. Huh? I didn't mean get off like that, but to answer your question, no. But that's really a personal question and I don't know you like that. No, I'm not talking in the biblical sense a**hole. I f***ing hate you and the s**t covered toilet paper you were printed on.
I'm in a severe lack of energy and motivation mode at the moment. I squeezed out 10 miles on the bike last night. I can't be sure but it may be tied to a lack of TV shows that I just have to watch. I'm spending too much time looking at the damn clock and mile counter looking for a reason to get off. When I got off last night I knocked out some sit ups and push ups so all was not lost. Huh? I didn't mean get off like that, but to answer your question, no. But that's really a personal question and I don't know you like that. No, I'm not talking in the biblical sense a**hole. I f***ing hate you and the s**t covered toilet paper you were printed on.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
August 25, Day 171, 229.6 lbs, 34% bf
Dear Diary,
Back in the 220's again. Hopefully I just keep moving on down. I'm severely lacking motivation at the moment. My last 2 nights I've only rode 15 and 16.5 miles. I have got in some push ups too. I'm still just tired. But there are two great things about it. I've gone out and worked in spite of the way I felt. And I've also shed a few lbs. during that time. Can't really complain about that. I could complain about you, but you haven't really done much to piss me off lately. Actually, that is pissing me off. What the f*** is wrong with you a**hole? Now don't go and have the scale tell me that I've gained weight, because that would be going too far. Just talk s**t to me again. I miss that. Huh? Aww yeah. Thats what I'm talking about B***h! Now shut the f*** up!
Back in the 220's again. Hopefully I just keep moving on down. I'm severely lacking motivation at the moment. My last 2 nights I've only rode 15 and 16.5 miles. I have got in some push ups too. I'm still just tired. But there are two great things about it. I've gone out and worked in spite of the way I felt. And I've also shed a few lbs. during that time. Can't really complain about that. I could complain about you, but you haven't really done much to piss me off lately. Actually, that is pissing me off. What the f*** is wrong with you a**hole? Now don't go and have the scale tell me that I've gained weight, because that would be going too far. Just talk s**t to me again. I miss that. Huh? Aww yeah. Thats what I'm talking about B***h! Now shut the f*** up!
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