Excerpts from the Diary of A Pissed Off Bodybuilder

People hear only what they want to hear

We are all victims of this crap, including myself. But sometime, this s*** gets ridiculous. I’ve been facing many problems with this issue at work, and in the gym. Let’s talk about my work first. My supervisor came into my office (ok ok, cubicle) and he brought up a project we were working on (mostly me) that failed miserably about 4 months ago (no wonder it failed, they put me in charge). Anyway, he told me that he went to management and told them that we’re working on it again and we’ll have it done by the end of November. Now why the f*** would you go and do something like that? … I asked him that question, ofcourse I rephrased it first, and he said: “I remember you saying that there is a solution and it could work.” I just looked at him, raised my eyebrow as usual and said: “I told you that there was a theoretical solution that would never work in real life application. I told you that we need someone to be in the field 24/7 for 3 weeks downloading data from the panels every 14 minutes. That’s not a solution. I just told you that to show you how impossible this project is!!!!”… it was hopeless, cuz after saying what I said, he put his fist on his chin, stared at the table… then looked at me and said: “So, you’re saying there is a solution!” … Pointless… I swear he’s driving me insane.

Another situation that always happens in the gym is this one:
I know a guy that trains in my gym (it’s not my gym, just the one I go to. I wish I had a gym. I’d just sit there, eat and train… that’s the life… anyway). He’s been training there for… hmmmm… about 4 years now… his body hasn’t changed… not one bit… and from day #1 he’s been asking me the same questions and we’ve had the same exact conversations. I swear it’s almost a daily thing now and I just say the exact same thing over and over and over again to him but he’s not hearing what he wants to hear. He just blocks everything out and waits for me to say what he wants me to say. This is how it goes:
Him: “Now, I don’t want to get bigger or anything, I just want to keep my size and take off all this fat. I tried higher reps, but it didn’t work.”

Me: “you don’t do higher reps to burn fat. Keep the same rep range you always use. It’s just a matter of diet and cardio.”

Him: “I’m on a very healthy diet. I do cardio sometimes. But it just won’t burn off.”

Me: “you don’t have much fat on you (he’s about 8-10% fat), the diet gets complicated at this stage and you have to really be strict.” (that’s all I say because I went into the details with dieting about a million times with him, but he still won’t listen)

Him: “look, I’ll tell you what I’ve been eating lately. For breakfast, I have 2 pieces of toast and 1 egg. For lunch, I have some rice and beef or chicken (it’s from the dining hall at work, worst and most overpriced food I’ve ever seen… ya3ni). Dinner, I have a small bowl of fat free yoghurt if I’m at home, or I just eat something from a restaurant if I go out. I think that’s good, isn’t it?”

Ofcourse we’ve discussed this a million times, but he still won’t listen

Me: “ Your diet is f***ed up. You wanna seriously burn fat, you have to diet seriously.”

Him: “what’s wrong with this diet?”

Me: “Everything.”

Him: “what do you suggest?”

Me: “I told you about 2 million times what you should do.”

And then we start the discussion where I tell him to go right and he says what if I go left? And we have the same conversation the next day. 4 years of this crap. It doesn’t bother me anymore. But still, it delays my workout sometimes. I hate talking at the gym. I go there to workout, and not socialize. Some people don’t understand that. Especially the ones that start a conversation while you’re squatting out your heaviest set.

Update

I feel like s***, I look like s***, and I’m as hungry as s***. It’s times like this when I start doubting myself and I feel like I’m gonna get kicked off the stage come competition time because I have the worst looking physique. I’m tired all the time, I have no interest in anything, and I just want to get this shit over with and eat my double whopper with cheese, fries, and chocolate cake. My weight fluctuates between 86 kg and 88 kg and it’s driving me insane!!! Why? Because I know I’m holding s***loads of water (from the daily weight fluctuation) but I don’t know how much water!! My love handles grow and shrink every 12 hours because of this… I want to know how much fat I have left but I can’t… the water is just blurring everything up. If I decrease sodium and lose water, I’ll look as flat as s*** and I won’t be able to lift worth s***. So, that’s a no no. I’m gonna compete in the 85 kg class, yet I look like I weigh 65 kg… Just… crap… it’s all crap… I WANT DONUTS!!!!! Sometimes I ask myself why the f*** am I doing this? well, I guess it’s just something I do… you know. Some people play xbox. I just diet my ass off and feel like ass all the time. They’re all a good waste of time. WHAT THE HELL AM I TALKING ABOUT??!!! F***ing diet… I hate this s***, but I just can’t stop. 3 more weeks… crap. Maybe I need a vacation from work… or a bullet through the head… whatever.