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Timber's One Month Massacre

If you are really 5'9" 192 then you are doing very well for a natural guy... genetics can't be THAT bad man

Yeah it would be if I was natural. lol Weight is very hard for me to keep.I figure it should only get easier with time though. I plan on lifting for the rest of my able years!:sgrin:
 
Yeah it would be if I was natural. lol Weight is very hard for me to keep.I figure it should only get easier with time though. I plan on lifting for the rest of my able years!:sgrin:

Ok man - I've done more than I am proud of and not much to show for it. Try DC training.
 
6.01.10 - Back Day / Catch up

Standing Bent BB Row (Underhand)
8*225, 8*225, 8*225, 6*225

RDL
8*225, 8*315, 6*405 PR, 10*315

Close Grip Pull Down
10*140, 8*160, 8*180, 8*200

Machine Row

"Maintenance Biceps"

25min / 10% / 3.8MPH - may increase this to 4.0 (getting too easy)

ASGT: So as a quick confession... I was about to temper my initial reaction to ASGT... Days 5 through 8 of my diet were going awful... no energy, nauseated, lethargic... and I was trying to figure out what I was doing wrong - ASGT, Form, ECA... so I decided to just destroy the variables for a few days (aside from Form). Gave myself a break from ECA and ASGT, and let my body adjust a bit to the low calories. This ASGT sold me today. I was back to full energy, and felt like an animal on the deads and cardio. Hitting a RDL PR on a two week calorie deficit is just retarded. Definitely a staple going forward when it comes to pre-workout applications. I also took care to precook and package all my PreWO meals for the week so I can have proper digestion time before downing the ASGT before I hit the gym up.
 
Went ahead and had the body fat measurement done again today with a 4 point caliper test.

First of all - a month or so before the pictures in the beginning of this log I was 9.9% - I think it was a mix-up on the chart... Anyway, that makes sense.

Secondly, there are age brackets on the chart... since my last test - I turned 28, which moves me into a "fatter" bracket... :lol: which doesn't really assess the progress I've made.

So today, in the older bracket (28 to 34), I measured at 8.6%... Had I stayed in the 23 to 27 bracket, I would have been 7.4%... From the first test, if I was in the 28 to 34 bracket - I would have been 10.4%. Anyway, just goes to show how these things are somewhat inaccurate. My judge will be the mirror, but I'll definitely get calipered up again in a few weeks to see how things are going.
 
Went ahead and had the body fat measurement done again today with a 4 point caliper test.

First of all - a month or so before the pictures in the beginning of this log I was 9.9% - I think it was a mix-up on the chart... Anyway, that makes sense.

Secondly, there are age brackets on the chart... since my last test - I turned 28, which moves me into a "fatter" bracket... :lol: which doesn't really assess the progress I've made.

So today, in the older bracket (28 to 34), I measured at 8.6%... Had I stayed in the 23 to 27 bracket, I would have been 7.4%... From the first test, if I was in the 28 to 34 bracket - I would have been 10.4%. Anyway, just goes to show how these things are somewhat inaccurate. My judge will be the mirror, but I'll definitely get calipered up again in a few weeks to see how things are going.

Yeah man I don't trust those things. The body pod is supposed to be the most accurate kind.
 
I guess what I'm saying is... I really don't give a sh*t about calipers / BF%. :lol:

I want to look jacked.

I know what you mean, BF% is just a number, it seems like everyone and their mother tries to become a certified tester. Varies with every person on the caliper tests. The only "true" accurate bf measurer is the hydrostaticwhateverthefukcthingy. Bod pod is ridiculously inaccurate.

Mirror is best indicator. You got everything down, just keep pressing. :fing02:
 
I know what you mean, BF% is just a number, it seems like everyone and their mother tries to become a certified tester. Varies with every person on the caliper tests. The only "true" accurate bf measurer is the hydrostaticwhateverthefukcthingy. Bod pod is ridiculously inaccurate.

Mirror is best indicator. You got everything down, just keep pressing. :fing02:

Yeah man... I feel good right now. Will definitely keep this up for at least another couple weeks.

Will likely need some advice coming out of the diet. Haven't really ever done that before without going in full bulk mode.
 
Best way is what I like to call a calorie pyramid. Basically slowly start reintroducing calories/carbs/fats and listen to your body to readjust. Keep it up man.

I might be in NY in a couple of months btw, gotta link up.
 
Best way is what I like to call a calorie pyramid. Basically slowly start reintroducing calories/carbs/fats and listen to your body to readjust. Keep it up man.

I might be in NY in a couple of months btw, gotta link up.

That's what I was thinkin man... well low fat for obvious reasons. Guess more along the lines of which meals would be most beneficial to enlarge. Cross that bridge when we get to it I suppose.

Yeah man, holla at me. Gym passes no doubt.
 
Looks like calories for the day (and near future) are right around 2300... Which I'm very comfortable with...

Breakdown: 298P | 215C | 32F
 
At this point it's not necessary. I think it makes sense for a lot of you guys that train 3 or 4 days a week... But for me, I seem to do just fine with a balanced diet and training 6 to 7 days per week and upwards of 6 hours of cardio work

Also, I don't have the ability to get a significant amount of calories from fats - so carbs need to stay higher than most... I can evaluate at some point if I get stuck.
 
At this point it's not necessary. I think it makes sense for a lot of you guys that train 3 or 4 days a week... But for me, I seem to do just fine with a balanced diet and training 6 to 7 days per week and upwards of 6 hours of cardio work

Also, I don't have the ability to get a significant amount of calories from fats - so carbs need to stay higher than most... I can evaluate at some point if I get stuck.

no no sounds good. Just wondering if you were sharing in the ocd party that has become my life with carb cycling
 
Ok man - I've done more than I am proud of and not much to show for it. Try DC training.

I'm pretty sure Hman has trained DC before.

You're right though, I love me some DC for solid mass gains. It about killed me when I cut my carbs out though.
 
I think DC year around would kill my joints!!

Yeah I have maaaany injuries, I am really a walking time bomb. DC helps me for a while because of the lowered volume but then when the weights really add up form can suffer even if it is unconsciously and when you have a shoulder and back that are a stack of cards, things can go bad VERY quickly.

I honestly don't know how anyone does it naturally unless they are an ecto who can eat a ton. As an endo type I add fat even faster than muscle and the food required to do it naturally is just too much for my metabolism.
 
Jesus H.P., ****ing Christ. I need to say this:

a) This is a gym, not a flea market. Therefore, you do not need to bring an enormous hockey bag of wares to peddle and discuss amongst your friends, and nor is it a gear swap meet, so you also do not need to fill said bag full of completely useless **** you do not use nor require.

b) This is a gym, not a ****ing recording studio for your Cross Fit blog. Stop sitting on the bench I need to use, writing your ****ing dissertation-length blog post about how many "super pulley butt-thrusters" you and your ambiguously gay friends did in 30 seconds; stop putting your recording equipment on the power rack I need to use because, quite frankly, nobody but other retards who jump over bars giving a sweet flying **** about how many inches you can jump - nobody gives a ****.

c) This is a gym, not your kitchen. Stop mixing your "super ion-exchanged, hydrolyzed, myogenically-formulated" matrix shake in the middle of the aisle: it is just whey protein and sugar, you ****ing jerk-off.

**** I HATE CROSS FIT!
 
Now that I expunged the excess rage leftover from my confrontation at the gym today, I return you to our regularly-scheduled programming.
 
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I wish I could rage so eloquently!! Sorry to hear of said gym experience big guy.
 
Jesus H.P., ****ing Christ. I need to say this:

a) This is a gym, not a flea market. Therefore, you do not need to bring an enormous hockey bag of wares to peddle and discuss amongst your friends, and nor is it a gear swap meet, so you also do not need to fill said bag full of completely useless **** you do not use nor require.

b) This is a gym, not a ****ing recording studio for your Cross Fit blog. Stop sitting on the bench I need to use, writing your ****ing dissertation-length blog post about how many "super pulley butt-thrusters" you and your ambiguously gay friends did in 30 seconds; stop putting your recording equipment on the power rack I need to use because, quite frankly, nobody but other retards who jump over bars giving a sweet flying **** about how many inches you can jump - nobody gives a ****.

c) This is a gym, not your kitchen. Stop mixing your "super ion-exchanged, hydrolyzed, myogenically-formulated" matrix shake in the middle of the aisle: it is just whey protein and sugar, you ****ing jerk-off.

**** I HATE CROSS FIT!

Rodja might have you beat for your cross fit hate. I have my own issues with their more hardcore fanatics. They have "how-to" YouTube vids of CF Cleans and CF Snatches using horrendous form left and right and I've listened to their Dear Leader give a CF seminar before, where I picked out a fallacy in what he was saying every 3-4 min. (I watched it on their website out of curiosity, I sure as hell didn't pay for it).

CF has its place for people looking to get "fit," and I don't have a problem with that so much. What got me on the hate bandwagon was the arrogance in the face of multiple fallacious ideas, propagated by their core leadership and the people who eat it up and get real stupid about it.

Quote of the day I heard from a Cross-Fitter: "Bodybuilding is nothing, get someone on steroids to do cross fit, then you'll get hyyyyuuuge!"

Yay, I kid yee not.
 
Ok man - I've done more than I am proud of and not much to show for it. Try DC training.
Dude! If you think you don't have much to show for your "use" then you need a better mirror or some therapy. You are jacked bro! You said that your avi was you at 200 lbs. Very nice. I am smooth and soft in my core at 200.
I guess what I'm saying is... I really don't give a sh*t about calipers / BF%. :lol:

I want to look jacked.
You already look pretty jacked TL. I don't buy into bodyfat much either. A picture of just my core looks pretty soft but my shoulders, arms legs and upper back look like I am hard as nails. Depending on which 4 point I do I can vary anywhere from 8-15% Calipers don't measure visceral fat either which is a good amount of mine. I just wanna look like my avatar again...
 
That was awesome Mullet, and agreed. Gym etiquette really needs to be a required class instead of the automatic sales pitch for worthless personal training the commercial gyms do. For 1200 dollars we will train you 3 times a week for 10 weeks with the exact same program we train everyone else with.
 
I forgot to share a story from yesterday at the gym. I was working out with my buddy... we had just finished the back portion, and were taking turns on the v-bar machine curl. I was standing by in case he needed a slight assist on the last rep or two - and this fat chick comes up and says excuse me rather rudely (I admittedly, was in the way of the pulldown)... I quickly moved, and she sighed heavily and rolled her eyes at me (which of course infuriated me as I immediately got out of her way)....

My gentlemanly reponse? "Hey, first time here?"
 
Would love some details of said confrontation... as soon as you calm down.

This is the general breakdown. First, however, let me give you a slight prelude for context. (And yes, it took me this long to calm down: 50% Scottish and 50% German with red hair amounts to a big, angry Ginger from time to time.)

My "gym" is not a gym per se, at least not in the context of a Balli's, 24 Hour Fitness, and so on; as the gym owner deems, "it's a training center." That is what initially attracted me to the gym, as it has an area larger than 90% of the other weight rooms I have been in with seven different weights of tractor tires, harnesses, pulleys, parachutes (for wind sprints in the parking lot), hanging rings (for pull-ups, body weight exercises, etc.) and a myriad of other equipment that is useful to add some variation to my isotonic-biased program.

The downside of this equipment, however, is that it attracts every Affliction-t-shirt-wearing, Under Armour-donning, Cross Fit-jargon speaking moron within a 50 mile radius - think of this gym as the hive, so to speak, of the local Cross Fit plague. Given my workout times, I by and large thought I was going to avoid the putrid cesspool of Cross Fitters, but unfortunately, I was wrong.

At any rate, there is a certain group of Cross Fitters, who operate so strikingly like a cult that I almost feel bad for them. They are led - and I use that word as literally as possible - by a 5'5" 160lb Cross Fitter who I equal parts loathe and pity. He "directs" their activities while using 50% of the equipment available in the gym, all the while uselessly taking up space with exercises that could be done more effectively elsewhere and with less equipment - i.e., lateral deltoid raises while standing on a balancing ball, harness sprints in an area near the dead lift pad that could be done outside, and so on. Each time I see him, I am overcome with the urge to grab his face and mercilessly bash his face into a brick wall while his tiny, undeveloped legs dangle in convulsions.

So, that is the situation I currently find myself in. Most days, I really do not mind the rest of his "clique" other than himself, and they almost completely abstain from looking at me because I out-lift them and am significantly larger. This is not the point at which I am inserting back-patting compliments, just being honest. But today, however, they were literally taking up more space in a gym than I have ever seen five people consume before in my entire life: the leader was doing some god-forsaken exercise whereby he was running toward the squat cage/Smith Machine, grabbing the poles and suspending himself sideways; his crew, with all their blatantly homoerotic "Cross Fit regalia" strewn everywhere I needed to go, were filming themselves doing box jumps and clean-and-jerks, and moronically screaming at the top of their lungs.

To a point, I was containing my anger, as today was power legs and aux., biceps, so other than the leader doing the flag pole dance, I was relatively calm. As I was leaving, though, I completely lost my mind. All five of these morons had full hockey bags all over the area where the squat cage was, half doing FILMED exercises, the other half mixing literally five different powders into their shaker cups and then arrogantly discussing the benefit of their supplements and diet. My locker was in the midst of all this junk, and as I walked by, I peripherally saw the "leader" shake his head and mutter something to his minions. After that, I utterly and completely snapped in a way that nearly got me banned from the gym.

For about five minutes, I held a public sermon embarrassing each and every single one of this "crew," by intricately detailing how terrible their form was, how weak they are (I have a photographic memory), how the supplements they were mindlessly downing posed significant contraindications with one another, and generally demeaning every single part of their physique. The only thing that stopped me from carrying out my urge was about four other people who were trying to contain me - and that is a difficult task, as anybody who has tried to contain a raging Ginger knows. I am pretty sure there was a significant pool of urine and feces on the ground by the time I was done, because I was bellowing loud enough to be heard three blocks away. Normally, I am not this immature, but after taking months of constant eye-ball intercourse from this little punk, it was time to stop.

So, that's my story for today.
 
I forgot to share a story from yesterday at the gym. I was working out with my buddy... we had just finished the back portion, and were taking turns on the v-bar machine curl. I was standing by in case he needed a slight assist on the last rep or two - and this fat chick comes up and says excuse me rather rudely (I admittedly, was in the way of the pulldown)... I quickly moved, and she sighed heavily and rolled her eyes at me (which of course infuriated me as I immediately got out of her way)....

My gentlemanly reponse? "Hey, first time here?"

That was so eloquently in her face I love it!

Mullet, I feel for you brother. The gym sounds like a haven then you have douche bags taking over. I bet they don't get anywhere near you for a while. "Well we were gonna do ring swings today to develop our grip, but that big mean man is over by the them so we are going to turn the power rack into a jungle gym instead. "
 
Timber, that response was cutting and humiliatingly amusing. I would expect nothing less from you.

Mullet, sounds like the gym owner needs to set some boundaries before more confrontations take place.
 
Mullet, sounds like the gym owner needs to set some boundaries before more confrontations take place.

I have never personally lost my temper in the gym before, but this was becoming excessive. Kleen put it most precisely: they were using the gym equipment as a jungle gym, impeding the progress of the other members and generally being an arrogant little "clique."
 
My bad Mullet. I didn't know you wanted to use that bench. My blog post was a hit tho! :fing02:
 
This is the general breakdown. First, however, let me give you a slight prelude for context. (And yes, it took me this long to calm down: 50% Scottish and 50% German with red hair amounts to a big, angry Ginger from time to time.)

My "gym" is not a gym per se, at least not in the context of a Balli's, 24 Hour Fitness, and so on; as the gym owner deems, "it's a training center." That is what initially attracted me to the gym, as it has an area larger than 90% of the other weight rooms I have been in with seven different weights of tractor tires, harnesses, pulleys, parachutes (for wind sprints in the parking lot), hanging rings (for pull-ups, body weight exercises, etc.) and a myriad of other equipment that is useful to add some variation to my isotonic-biased program.

The downside of this equipment, however, is that it attracts every Affliction-t-shirt-wearing, Under Armour-donning, Cross Fit-jargon speaking moron within a 50 mile radius - think of this gym as the hive, so to speak, of the local Cross Fit plague. Given my workout times, I by and large thought I was going to avoid the putrid cesspool of Cross Fitters, but unfortunately, I was wrong.

At any rate, there is a certain group of Cross Fitters, who operate so strikingly like a cult that I almost feel bad for them. They are led - and I use that word as literally as possible - by a 5'5" 160lb Cross Fitter who I equal parts loathe and pity. He "directs" their activities while using 50% of the equipment available in the gym, all the while uselessly taking up space with exercises that could be done more effectively elsewhere and with less equipment - i.e., lateral deltoid raises while standing on a balancing ball, harness sprints in an area near the dead lift pad that could be done outside, and so on. Each time I see him, I am overcome with the urge to grab his face and mercilessly bash his face into a brick wall while his tiny, undeveloped legs dangle in convulsions.

So, that is the situation I currently find myself in. Most days, I really do not mind the rest of his "clique" other than himself, and they almost completely abstain from looking at me because I out-lift them and am significantly larger. This is not the point at which I am inserting back-patting compliments, just being honest. But today, however, they were literally taking up more space in a gym than I have ever seen five people consume before in my entire life: the leader was doing some god-forsaken exercise whereby he was running toward the squat cage/Smith Machine, grabbing the poles and suspending himself sideways; his crew, with all their blatantly homoerotic "Cross Fit regalia" strewn everywhere I needed to go, were filming themselves doing box jumps and clean-and-jerks, and moronically screaming at the top of their lungs.

To a point, I was containing my anger, as today was power legs and aux., biceps, so other than the leader doing the flag pole dance, I was relatively calm. As I was leaving, though, I completely lost my mind. All five of these morons had full hockey bags all over the area where the squat cage was, half doing FILMED exercises, the other half mixing literally five different powders into their shaker cups and then arrogantly discussing the benefit of their supplements and diet. My locker was in the midst of all this junk, and as I walked by, I peripherally saw the "leader" shake his head and mutter something to his minions. After that, I utterly and completely snapped in a way that nearly got me banned from the gym.

For about five minutes, I held a public sermon embarrassing each and every single one of this "crew," by intricately detailing how terrible their form was, how weak they are (I have a photographic memory), how the supplements they were mindlessly downing posed significant contraindications with one another, and generally demeaning every single part of their physique. The only thing that stopped me from carrying out my urge was about four other people who were trying to contain me - and that is a difficult task, as anybody who has tried to contain a raging Ginger knows. I am pretty sure there was a significant pool of urine and feces on the ground by the time I was done, because I was bellowing loud enough to be heard three blocks away. Normally, I am not this immature, but after taking months of constant eye-ball intercourse from this little punk, it was time to stop.

So, that's my story for today.

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Unremarkable shoulder workout tonight guys... strength wise... Probably at par on most things, perhaps a rep short here and there. I think I shot the proverbial load on back day and had a little layover effect today.

Cardio was nice though... upped that to 4.0MPH / 10% / 28 min.
 
:haha:

cardio seems to fly by with asgt

Ya know... I'm usually good with cardio.. Once in awhile I'll have those days where it seems like I'll never finish though and I just need to f*cking GRIND it out. Haven't had one of those since my diet started. :fing02:
 
I've been taking DCP from RPN and my endurance has been off the charts. Sweat like a motherf*cker too.
 
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