Hamad’s Haradh Road Adventures

Yes, it happened again. I had to go to a new rig, but this time it was in Haradh. 260 Km away from my house… I first went on Sunday. They told me that I had to leave to the rig Sunday at around 6 pm. I said no fucking way… the road to Haradh is a 1 lane road… with no lights, no gas stations, and a shitload of trucks that act like corollas (they either go 20 km/hr or 140 km/hr… so basically you’re fucked if you don’t see one coming when you try to overpass the truck that’s moving at 1 km/week in front of you)… I told them that I’d leave work early to go workout then I’ll hit the road. They were fine with it. So, I headed back home at around 11 am… worked out… then as I was driving back home to get my truck, I was waiting at the traffic signal… and yes… a car hit me from the side… and a woman was driving it (women are allowed to drive inside the camp). Now, she came from the left lane and she wanted to turn left… how the hell did she swerve to her right and hit my car from the side? Anyway… she had a ford excursion, and I had a Honda accord… you would think that my car got fucked and nothing happened to her car… but man, those Japanese people are amazing… I got a microscopic scratch on my side view mirror… she got the front right side of her car dent and a long ass streak from front to back. When I got out of the car, the rig called… they said they needed me there in an hour… it’s a fucking 3 hour drive and they said I was supposed to be there at 6… fuckers… anyway… I told the woman that nothing happened to my car… I don’t want to wait 12 days for the police to THINK about coming to see what the problem is… and that obviously it’s entirely her fault… so I don’t give a rat’s ass… when I told her that… she said “well… I’m not too sure if it’s entirely my fault I mean…”… I just stopped her there and said “WHAT???!!! I was stopping at a red light… MY CAR WASN’T MOVING!!!! PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME HOW IT’S NOT ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT?????”… she got scared and said “oh.. yeah yeah… you’re right… but I need to call my husband”… ofcourse… her husband didn’t have his phone with him so we had to spend around 45 minutes calling his friends to try to contact him… it’s a good thing that he worked in a building near by (it was lunch time… so I was lucky he was in the office)… He saw the car and asked me if I wanted any money to fix my car… I looked at my car… and then I was about to laugh so hard… first of all, my car’s a piece of junk… if it got dent, it’ll probably look better… other than that, I only got a scratch… so I told him it was ok… I just wanted to leave… so he was fine with it and we just agreed that he’d park it somewhere and tell the police that someone hit his car… anyway… I drove to Haradh… which was a long, boring, and dangerous drive… I don’t mind the people that try to overpass cars coming from the opposite direction and they act like they have the right of the road and they try to push you off on the dirt… I don’t mind the psycho truck drivers… I don’t mind that the only enforcement on speed limits they have there is a yellow sign every 100 km saying “becareful… this road is monitored by radars”… what I mind is the fucking stupid camels that stop in the middle of the road, thinking there’s food under the asphalt. Sometimes, they just surprise you and run across the road… anyway, I didn’t have a clue as to where I was going… just kept following the signs that said “haradh”… and usually, if you’re close to the rig, you’ll see a small sign saying “RIG AAA-111… that’a way”… this sign was placed around 20 meters after the left turn to the rig… confused the shit outta me and it was obviously an act of utter stupidity. Anyway… finally I reached the rig at around 4 pm or so… The foreman just said “hi… it’s good you came here… we got 2 hours left til we reach this formation (the one I was supposed to be there to identify)”… So, basically, yeah, he just wanted me to be there early… why?... after we got to talking, I knew why… the guy hates his wife and kids… he loves staying a the rig… and he thinks everyone else in the world is like that… Anyway… around 7 pm we reached where we wanted to reach… finished the job at 9 pm… and guess what? I had to sleep in the rig (I wouldn’t drive back at night on that road even if my life depended on it)… and when I wake up, where do you think I should go? Yeeeeeeeah… you got it… back to the office…
I went back on Monday… Tuesday I had to go back to the rig again… I woke up at around 5 am… and headed to the rig… I was about 50 km away from the damn thing and my supervisor calls me and says “we need you in the office to sign some important papers that need to be submitted today”… Now, don’t think I’m an important man in my department or unit… everyone else is on fucking vacation and I’m not… because I’m newbie, and newbie usually has to take it up the ass… when you have 12 rigs, and 3 engineers to take care of them… it gets kinda… well.. fucked. Anyway, went back to the office… chilled there for a while… signed the damn papers… signed my evaluation… which was basically a copy and paste job off my previous evaluations… (you know your supervisor is a retard when he calls you to say “your evaluation is coming up… could you please send me a summary of what you’ve done while you were here with us?” … summary? I write it? What the fuck is your job then if you don’t know what the hell I’ve been doing for the past 5 months!!!)… anyway… went back and drove to the rig, where I spent Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday afternoon doing absolutely nothing (well, I watched 12 episodes of prison break… finally had time to do that…)… the foreman on call was the biggest, nastiest, stinkiest ass hole I’ve ever seen. You know how some people are fucking dweebs and retarded in school and college… and always get stepped on and treated like shit… and when they actually get a job where they get to boss people around they turn into pure shit and act like they can say or do anything?... yeah… the guy was like that… of course, not with me… I don’t tolerate humiliation very well… it’s the only time when I get violent… but I’ve seen how he humiliated the mud engineer (he was new and a bit young) and it was just… it disgusted me and I hated even being around a 5 mile radius of that guy… and to think he actually has a wife and kids… man… anyway… that’s why I spent most of my time in my room watching prison break… sometimes I just go up to the rig floor and see what they’re doing… the rough necks down there are extremely nice people… Always smiling, always greeting you, they want to talk and tell stories… generally very nice… it’s amazing how a foreman with a college degree has the morals of a donkey, and these rough necks who barely even have a junior high, or high school degree are extremely polite and nice. Anyway, the dining hall down there opened from 7-9 am, 11-1 pm, 5-7 pm, and 11-1 am… I had some meal replacements with me, but they finished quick… so, I had to eat… DAM DAM DAAAAAAAAAAAAAM…. RIG FOOOOOOD!!!! Probably the worst kind of food you could ever eat… even the fruits are deep fried over there. First time I went in there was Tuesday night… at around 12 midnight (yeah, I had 5 meal replacements with me… and I was hungry damn it!!... they were gone real quick)… the lights weren’t even on in that damn place… I came in and just said “hello??? Hellllloooo?”… and then this Bengali dude just popped out of nowhere and just kept smiling when I asked what kind of food they had… until I started using sign language… point at the plate, pointing at my mouth, then twisting my hand as to ask a question… he then understood and said “fe steak… fe rice… fe..”… I just told him to put everything on the plate… I was really hungry and I ate all that stuff… including the burnt piece of wood they call steak… needless to say, I didn’t feel so well that night… going from extremely clean food to the worst thing you can put in your mouth within a couple of hours is just not good for your GI track. (Discretion is advised)… the farts were just horrible!!! I had so much gas build up from that food and I had to let it out… and man… you know when you fart, and you smell it, and it stinks so bad you just wanna puke? Yeah, that kind…. Man… and it just kept going on all night… all I had as an air freshner that day was my can of deodorant… I kept spraying that shit all night long… by morning time, the room smelled like someone shit in a bottle of vodka. I woke up at around 9 am (that’s the best thing there… I get to fucking sleep)… waited til 11 am… and yup… you guessed it… I went to have lunch at the same fucking place… later on … same thing happened… stanky stanky… got hungry at 5…. Yup… went back to eat… I had nothing to eat!!! You have to understand… I admit, I could’ve brought a lot of food with me… but, I didn’t fucking feel like it… and I was as depressed as hell… staying without my wife for 3 days is torture!! So I had to have some chocolate to cheer me up… too bad there wasn’t any… there was only jello for desert... and I don’t know how you can actually fuck up jello… but they managed to do that… they probably added vegetable oil instead of water. Anyway… I finished the job on Thursday and headed back home… then my weekend started on Thursday at 6 pm… cocksuckers.

A new trainee

I talked to Bandar last week and he told me that someone has been watching his progress at the gym and asked him what he was doing. So Bandar told him to contact me. Bandar called me and explained. So, I agreed to chat with him. He called me and I explained to him that, currently, I’m not training anyone anymore until things settle down, because I want to be fair with everyone and give them the time they deserve. I can’t do it right now because of work. He told me that he didn’t want my time and he just wanted me to tell him what to do exactly… He wanted to meet me in person so we could talk more. I met him yesterday. The only word I could use to describe him is “freak”… The guy had the genetics to be a pro. He was young, with full muscle bellies and the muscle maturity of a 40 year old. He wasn’t that big, but the guy just “popped”… like his muscles were on top of his skin… we talked and I asked him about his diet and training… After he told me… I hated myself and wanted to quit bodybuilding. The guy did everything and anything that you don’t want to do to progress. The guy used extremely high volume with light weights, he ate like a bird, he doesn’t sleep, he doesn’t drink much water, he doesn’t know how much protein he takes in per day on anything else (he eats around 150 grams of protein per day after examining his diet… that’s almost what a normal non training individual would eat in 2 sittings)… he kept doing the typical shit that beginners do for all of his life… he doesn’t even know what kind of protein he’s taking in his shakes… he just said that a guy told him this was good, and another one told him another brand was good, so he bought both… one of them was myoplex… shit in a sachet. The other I’ve never heard of. I seriously wanted to cry…. Or hit him… To know that I’m doing this job 50 times better than this guy and getting not even 1/10th of the results he’s getting… that’s how genetics fuck with you. There are other things that I can’t talk about, but the guy basically didn’t know what the hell he was doing. I have never seen anyone (in person) with this guy’s genetics. The only flaw he has is his calves. They have high insertion points like the majority of the population. When I asked him where he stored most of his fat (because his goal is to get in contest shape)… he just looked at me as if I asked him who killed Jimmy Hoffa!! So I told him, where? In the stomach? Lower back? Arms? Quads? Where? … he said “I don’t know… all over I guess… I really don’t know”… fucking great… the guy has even fat distribution in his body… bil 3arabi if he enters a contest using the McDonald’s diet from hell, he’d smoke everyone on stage.
I wanted to say no… but I had to know what would happen if this guy trained and ate correctly… I’ll keep you updated.

Fucking genetics… It’s funny how I posted a bit on genetics yesterday morning, and then I met him last night… he was living proof of what I said!

OH GOD!!! COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this is really starting to get on my nerves!!!!!
read the article below if you want to know what i'm talking about... but here is my honest to god opinion about why steroids are becoming major hype, and why the media is trying to make everyone believe that everyone who is good at sports is on steroids, or they got there by using steroids. i'll tell you what i think... looking at the world today 99% of the population either suck badly at sport or don't even play sports at all... why? because they're fucking lazy and they make excuses like "we don't have time"... anyone could be great at sports... a superior athlete is determined by genetics and genetics only... steroids will only take you a bit further... but genetics are everything... that's why you have people who don't pay attention in class and study 2 hours before the final and get straight A's... and others study for 10 hours a day and pay attention at class and do all what they're told and more and get a C. When it comes to 'smarts' people accept it becuase there aren't any drugs that make you smart... but since there are steroids that basically "turn you into a pro athlete overnight" as the media would make you believe, anyone who is a superior athlete will be accused of using steroids. fact of the matter is, people want to make it acceptable to be out of shape, fat, and lazy. Let's say a heavyweight bodybuilder goes into a public pool... will everyone say "wow... he must've worked real hard to look like that... i wish i could look like that".... or will they say "what the hell is this guy doing here? showing himself off like that... fucking steroid meat head. he's probably gay." ... i'll bet my last dime on more than 75% of the people there will think in the latter way. I know a guy who is the Arizona state middleweight champion. The guy went to vegas a couple of days after his contest and when he went into the pool, people gave him looks of disgust like he shouldn't be there and he's the "odd" person there, while an obese woman wearing a two piece bikini rubbing sunscreen on her belly is considered "normal"...
let's face it... the way things are going... in 30 years, being obese will be considered "a healthy weight range", and being morbidly obese will be considered "slightly overweight"... and ofcourse, being muscular and lean will be considered "extremely unhealthy"...

Player says he knows of at least one golfer who has used 'roids

CARNOUSTIE, Scotland -- Gary Player put steroids at the forefront of the British Open on Wednesday, saying golf has its head buried in a bunker if it thinks the sport is clean and he knows of one player using performance-enhancing drugs.

The nine-time major champion urged golf organizations to start random testing.
"It's absolutely essential that we do that," Player said at Carnoustie, where he won the British Open in 1968. "We're dreaming if we think it's not going to come into golf."
Player says it already has.
"Whether it's HGH, whether it's Creatine or whether it's steroids, I know for a fact that some golfers are doing it," he said.
Asked how he knew for certain, he said one golfer told him.
"I took an oath prior to him telling me -- I won't tell you where -- but he told me what he did, and I could see this massive change in him," Player said. "And somebody else told me something, that I also promised I wouldn't tell, that verified others had done it."
The cryptic accusation put the Royal & Ancient Golf Club on the defensive over why it does not have drug testing at the British Open, with chief executive Peter Dawson being asked whether he was concerned that its winner could be using steroids.
"I don't know if Gary Player is right about golfers being on drugs, frankly, so I really can't comment," Dawson said. "One thing I do know is that we're not drug testing here at the Open championship this week, so just how that would be identified, I'm not sure."
The R&A and the USGA used drug testing for the first time last November at the World Amateur Team Championship in South Africa, where all 12 samples came back negative.
The LPGA Tour has said it will start drug testing next year and recently disclosed a list of banned substances to its players. The European Tour and the PGA Tour are working on drug policies, which PGA Tour commissioner Tim Finchem said likely would lead to a testing program, although its first step is developing a list of drugs that would be banned.
Player did not say when this conversation with the purported steroid user took place, nor did he say whether he shared this information with tour officials.
"I can't speak to Gary's remarks," PGA Tour spokesman Ty Votaw said. "I can't disagree and I can't agree with him. They are his remarks that's he is free to make."
None of the top players concurred with Player.
"He knows two [players]? I know zero," six-time major winner Nick Faldo said. "Never heard of anybody."
Tiger Woods, who last year said he would like to see the PGA Tour begin drug testing as quickly as possible, was asked Tuesday if he would be surprised if a golfer tested positive for drug use.
"If anything, probably out here it would be testing positive for maybe being hung over a little bit," Woods said. "But that's about it. I know some guys have taken Medrol packs for inflammation in their wrists, but other than that, I really don't see anybody doing anything, or have heard anybody doing anything."
Phil Mickelson also said he thought golfers were clean.
"I don't think there's even a remote chance that will happen," he said of a golfer testing positive for steroids.
The R&A and USGA are the governing bodies for golf around the world, although both Dawson and USGA executive director David Fay have said that leaders of the professional tours should take the lead in developing a drug policy.
Player said he felt 50 to 60 percent of athletes in the world are using performance-enhancing drugs. When asked for a number of golfers, he estimated 10.
"I might be way out," Player said. "Definitely not going to be lower, but might be a hell of a lot more."
Copyright 2007 by The Associated Press

Let's get back to our main subject, shall we?

I want to talk about severely overweight people... this time around, the word "average" really means overweight. When 15-18% is the "average" fat percentage, it's really a shame. so when i say severely overwieght people, i mean people who are from 20-25% fat... anything obove that is obese, and anything above 30% is morbidly obese. The BMI crap that doctors use and so forth is just rediculous. according to their BMI, i am obese. So, i would throw that crap out if i were you. Back to the main subject here... when you're above 20% fat, your body really just wants to get rid of fat or weight as fast as possible. sadly, people either don't let it, or they drop down to what people at 4% fat do and they actually let their bodies adapt to an excrutiating diet really quick. I have trained some overweight people, and i found that the "bodybuilding" method of burning fat slowly doesn't work that well with them, cuz basically their bodies don't want to hold on to muscle or fat... The best approach to this problem is lots of cardio, high volume training with lots of rest (3-4 times per week max)... and most importantly... diet... the diet is pretty tricky with fat people. some are highly sensitive to insulin... you have to drop your carbs and raise your fats on this one... and some are just sensitive to fats... you drop your fats and adjust carbs... A good way to do this instead of wasting much time trying to figure this shit out is to do a carb cycling diet. there are 2 billion and one different ways to do this. you can go on a high carb, moderate carb, low carb day and repeat... or go on high, med-high, moderate, mod-low, low, then repeat. it all depends on how your body responds. once you get down to the 12-15% fat range... then it gets tricky. for people who just want to drop weight and brag about it (you know, the people that look like shit and just say "can you believe it... i lost 80 lbs in 3 months)... if you want to do that, just fucking do cardio 7-14 times per week and don't eat. it truly works. but you'll be a sorry son of a gun if you do that.

Progress

I promised that i'd post some pictures in july... so... i'm at around 207 lbs when i wake up after a good nights sleep... and i'll explain changes at the bottom

and finally, the newest addition to the family... little ruffles :)




damn... when you look at the picture... it looks like i'm gonna eat that puppy for lunch!!!

anyway... a very respected trainer accepted to train me for my next couple of contest... this guy is good... really good... he preps some bodybuilders for nationals... if you've ever seen the guys that hit the national stage... damn... anyway... I still don't know what's gonna happen until i start in September... for now, he just told me it was ok to keep on gaining size the way i am... i'm hoping for a good 5-10 lbs before i start prep...
and, it's funny... i remember some people used to think that my fees are "extremely expensive" as they say... and some even said "i don't want to waste my 400 riyals on nothing"... heh... Phil was cheap... yes... but phil doesn't give you the kind of attention you would expect... he expects you to know what you're doing before you contact him... he won't tell you exactly what to do as in "eat this amount of chicken breast and potatos for lunch"... no... he'll say for example "eat 300 cals on this meal with a 40/40/20 split"... Almost everyone i know doesn't know how to do that...
I've seen how much trainers charge (good ones)... this guy isn't much more expensive than the others (not saying that phil isn't one of the best.. he is... but you have to have a solid background first)... let's just say, for the eastern province and the nationals... i'm paying an equivelant to 3 Play station 3's...
you always get what you pay for... when you go to a gym here in saudi and you ask them to give you a "program"... they give it to you for free... and that's exactly what you get... you pay nothing... youget nothing... always keep that in mind...

The most amazing supplement on earth

isn't even sold as a bodybuilding supplement... since i had to figure this one out on my own... i aint telling anyone about this except for my paying customers. it's as cheap as shit, and it's more effective than any other supp on the market. And the beautiful part is, no one knows about it, cuz no one talks about it... and it's as cheap as shit... but it's hard to find. why am i telling you this and not telling you what the supplement is? because... i'm an ass hole.

Hamad’s Abqaiq Road Adventures

Well, this was a nice fucking weekend, wasn’t it? I had to stay at the rig in Abqaiq from Thursday morning (5 am) til Sunday afternoon. I had to drive almost daily for 90 minutes back home to get my food for the day and workout, then drive back for 90 minutes (at night) to get back to the rig. Ofcourse, if boss man knew that I left the rig, he’d chew my ass up. But when you have a new foreman, and you’re a new engineer (read: whore) and no one knows what the fuck to do out there, you kinda say “fuck it”. How do they justify keeping me there for 4 fucking days? “You are a professional. This is your job and you are responsible for it. Besides, we’re paying you overtime.” Overtime (pronounced: over-team) meaning I only get paid 4 hours extra on weekdays, and 12 hours max on weekends… add to that my shitty basic salary… what do you get? Enough money to buy my wife a can of red bull. Add to that the fact that I’m not learning anything during my “stay” here with drilling… why? because my senior engineer is a total ASS!!! This is his idea of “teaching” me how to do my job:
Me: “how can I identify the top of this kind of formation?”
Him: “you take the geologram and ….” He starts pointing and looking at it then he says “it’s at 4860 feet”
Me: “how did you get that number?”
Him: “look… here… it’s at 4860 feet.”
Me: “I know… but how did you conclude that it’s at 4860 feet? If I were to do it alone, how would I know it’s at 4860 feet.”
Him: “well… you have to look at it here… I remember this one time when I drove to khobar and…” then the fucker tells me a story that has no relevance to what we were talking about. After 20 minutes of his babbling, I ask him again “how did you figure out the top of this formation is at 4860 feet”… he then repeats the whole thing again and tells me another story. I’ve been at this for 4 months right now… and I swear everytime this happens, I get closer and closer to beating him up…
Anyway, everytime I drive at night to abqaiq I see this little mouse cross the street… freaks me out everytime… cuz the road is fucking pitch black… you can’t see shit… and then there’s this mouse that runs across the street. I was listening to the radio while driving at night after I went into the skid road (no, it’s not made out of shit. It’s a 20 minute off road drive to the rig… all I can say is it’s dark, it’s bumpy, and you see shit that isn’t there). The radio had the “hardcore techno” hour on… man, let me tell, with all those fucking weird ass noises in techno music, I was fucking trippin’. I was waiting for that half man half horse dude to jump out in front of my car. Although I don’t believe in “spooky spooky haunty haunty” shit, you still have that “what if” in the back of your mind.
At the rig, we have rooms to sleep in that are specifically designed to make you feel uncomfortable. After you turn off the light in that room, you can’t see shit. The only thing you can hear is the sound of steel grinding against steel every 20-30 seconds (rig noises while drilling… loud as shit)… I fell asleep at around 11 pm… an old man tapped my shoulder and woke me up… he was short… very long white beard… bald… he said “you can see dead people”… I was like “what?” then he said “you can see me, can’t you?”… then I woke up (for real)… no one was there… just pitch black darkness and the sound of the drill pipes grinding… went back to bed… heard someone running in my room and laughing that woke me up…I got up quickly… then I woke up (for real)…. This kept happening again and again til 5 am… after that I had to go to the foreman’s room and see what the fuck was going on with drilling…
Sunday at around 10 am, my supervisor called me… told me he wanted me in the office as soon as possible to finish a drilling program… because, as usual, they gave almost all the engineers vacations except yours truly. Why? I went to my supervisor in May, told him I wanted my vacation in mid july… he said that management insisted that no one takes his vacation during the months of june or july and he can’t do anything about it. A month later (in june) I overheard some engineers saying “yeah, I’m leaving in a week” and others saying “yeah, last day is july 9th”… I was like “WHAT THE FUCK???” went to the supervisor and he said “oh… yeah, well, the slots are all filled and we can’t do anything right now.”…
After that, I’ve decided to do the same thing I did in Juaima last year. I’ll get my final evaluation with drilling by December… after that, I’ll have til march to piss on them. In juaima, I was given my evaluation, and they told me to do an annual survey that takes roughly 2 weeks to do… I spent 3 months sitting on my ass and getting paid… supervisor kept begging me to do it cuz management wanted it. I used to have my IE window open surfing the forums and telling him “yyyyyup… working on it.”
I only care about my evaluations now because… well, my pay sucks… and if you know the company I work for… the minimum base pay for a grade 11 engineer is 11,000 riyals. Ofcourse, they say “whoaw whoaw whoaw… you’re a PDP (although my job title is “engineer”)… you’re still under training… you’ll spend three years as a trainee… your basic salary will be 8,000 riyals… you will try to build it up to the minimum pay with your evaluations within the next three years (a lot of people don’t make it to the MINIMUM basic salary within those three years due to fucked up bosses who give them shitty evaluations for no reasons)… then, you will be treated as an engineer (read: whore)”
Most people tell me “well if you don’t like it… you should quit… you just complain and complain and complain…”… let me tell you the beauty of this company… after my 3 year assignment is done… I’ll have a dead end job… sitting on my ass all day and getting paid… I’m assuming (from all the people I know) that evaluations automatically turn to crap when you’re in the PMP system. I will build up my base pay now… when I’m done… I sit on my ass and get paid to show up on time… it’s just a matter of time…
Besides, you can’t get fired even if you tried.


A word of fucking advice

If your fat ass doesn’t know how to diet or exercise properly, don’t go buying up all the damn fat burners in the market, because there are people who actually need them. God!! It pissed me the fuck off.. I went to the supp store in bahrain a couple of weeks ago and I was looking for some yohimbine hcl and synephrine and crap… I can’t order shit online because… well… you know the story… anyway, I talked to the guy in the store and asked him about what the hell happened to all the fat burners (I hate calling them fat burners… I really do… I prefer the word “mobilizer” over burner)… he said they were out… then I remembered… it’s fucking summer… when every obese bastard wants to lose 7 billion metric tons of fat and show off that six pack within 10 hours… not knowing that most probably he’ll be stuck with that super sized family pack for the rest of his life. Seriously, I mean, I’m fucking stuck with burning fat from my quads, hams, chest, and upper back, but the rest isn’t even budging… the shit won’t mobilize (I like that word)… see, I need these “fat burners” to help burn fat proportionally off my body… fat people need fat burners to make excuses for dieting, swallow 5 times the recommended dose, die of a heart attack 2 days later, and then the FDA bans that supplement because it’s “dangerous”… it’s not enough that fat fucks caused the ban on ephedrine, let alone finishing all of the fucking fat burners in the market… fucking fat asses think a diet is having a “low carb” burger at hardee’s (carls jr.)…

Tip of the fucking millennium

Abs are made in the kitchen, not in the gym. Tattoo that on your forehead. I have made it a point not to train abs for the past 4 months (I probably trained them 2 or 3 times during that time period, out of boredom). I will not train abs this season… never will I touch them. Why? To prove to everyone that you don’t need to train fucking abs to get a six pack.

Update on progress….

… still a fat ass. I’ll get back to you when I can see my toes.

Client feedback

Well… today I’ve officially stopped training any of the free clients (one started late) and I have some feedback from 2 of them… I’m waiting for one more to send me his feedback… I’m sure you all know what Bandar and Shono will say, so I don’t think I need to ask them for feedback… I’ve kicked one of the clients out on his first week… and another client gave up on his 2nd week and called it quits.

Here’s what one of them had to say:

“the last time i talked to u i only had one week left, i finished the diet out and the training, although that last week i felt like shit...and then the week after that i went down to the beach for a week and took a week off of training and ate decent.....alot of compliments at the beach from all my friends and a tan was real nice...so i took that week off but i did notice that my strength was going down on the last week of the diet but i think it was just from a loss of energy due to work/training.....so when i took the week off i decided i wanted to get back in the gym to really start improving my strength so i researched a little and im trying a carb cycling diet which hopefully will keep me lean but i can still progress and get stronger...since i stopped the diet and training, weights have been going pretty well...im not as lean as i was in the stomach but i didnt expect to be. but i noticed that the last week my traps really made some improvements. well here are some numbers for u

starting weight: 186
ending weight : 178

Bench press
started: 290 X 6 finished 300 X 6

Leg Press
started 410 X 6 finished 600 X 6 ---crazy improvement

Squats
started 250 X 7 finished 295 X 6

Deadlifts
started 295 X 4 finished 380 X 6 and 385 X 3

Alternating DB Bi curls
started 55 X 6 ended 65 X 6

Bent over rows
started 195 X 7 ended 240 X 6

Reverse Grip Bench
started 185 X 5 ended 230 X 6

military DB
started 85 X 5 ended 95 X 6

--thats some pretty good increases all while trying to lean out....and I want to thank u for this because i really did not think i could get this much stronger while leaning out and now i realize how important nutrition is.
thanks for everything
-xxxx

Here’s what another client had to say (P.S. this guy has been one of my favorites ;)):

“regarding your training, a brief summary (i could go on for hours!)

Training:
Instructions were very clear and simple. Focused. No uncertainties.
Any problems were solved on-line, questions answered on the spot.
Motivation, encouragement and patience GALORE!
Very informative and educating.

Diet style.

Diet was good, even with the same food everyday; I didn’t get tired of it due to your encouragement and my goal in mind it was possible to stick to it.
Healthy stuff.
Best of all was I didn’t feel like I was on a “diet”, diet!

Results:

Gained 10kg muscle mass.
Increased weights by 50%
Satisfied with overall results.

A big thank you, for allowing me to be part of your training program. Also, for letting me share in your endless knowledge on BODY BUILDING!”


I’m thinking of taking a little break off of personal training. After I pay my dues with people who paid me, I’ll just stop. Cuz frankly, some people are just plain assholes and it’s hard to go on with those people. I’m gonna change the way I charge people first of all, cuz I got screwed more than once. I have a “money back if not satisfied” policy… and again… I got screwed on that… I’ll tell you why… some people out there think that if they do 10% of what I tell them to do, they’d get twice the results. I swear to you, I know people who do 45 minutes of cardio and don’t break a sweat! That’s not called cardio. There are people who don’t follow anything on the diet plan (and they don’t tell me that… I have to have one of their friends rat them out) and they come to me all angry and shit and say “I don’t see progress, I haven’t lost a pound”… and worst of all… the people who work out for 2 days then come to me as if I stole their money demanding an explanation to why they didn’t get a six pack during those 2 days of training. And seriously, I know people in the gym (some are clients, some are not) that have been going there for more than 2 years and they still don’t know how to perform almost all the exercises. And please… when I tell you to go on the treadmill with an incline… don’t hold on to the railings, lift yourself up, and take big steps. It defies the whole damn point. Do you know who the worst clients are? Extremely fat people who think kabsa is healthy.

Music

Since I hate all the crap on the radio… I’ve decided to record four songs of my own… two new ones that can’t get out of my head, and two old ones. All I need now is a little drum machine, and some help from you guys. I don’t want to spend 3000 riyals on a multitrack recorder that I’ll never know how to use… so I need you out there to send me a program or something on that damn coooombooooter that allows you to record multi tracks and edit them… and yes, I will post the songs on the blog once I’m done with them so you can laugh at me for having the voice of a choking scare crow and guitar skills of a handicapped dog.