Random Crap

Update:
Well, as some people know, I pussied out and signed up for the eastern province competition. 8 weeks out (5 weeks ago) the ittifaq team coach called me and told me that the contest was on the 17th of January. So I say “hey, what the hell, my waist is already up to 36 inches bloated at 94 kg, it wouldn’t hurt to cut down and start bulking over but a lot leaner… it’ll make things easier later on”… let me tell you, for the past 5 weeks I’ve been doing shit that I never thought would work, but hey, 5 weeks later my waist is down to a little less than 33 inches, and my weight is around 90 kg. I don’t think I’ll be able to cut it for the 85 kg class. So, I’ll enter as a heavy weight, as lean or leaner than last year. I guess last year really didn’t go to waste! =)
Since no one is training me, I can tell you what the hell I’m doing…
8 weeks out,
Decided to go into ketosis with 2400 cals at a 30/70 protein/fat ratio. Basically 5 meals per day, each meal containing 35 grams of protein, and around 40 grams of fat. 3 of my meals were shakes consisting of isolate and olive oil, and 2 meals were eggs, or steak. Since I don’t have a microwave at work, I had to drink shakes, and they actually made my waist a bit smaller and less bloated. Trained 3 days per week, high volume to deplete glycogen, hitting every muscle once per week, no cardio. On Thursday I’d eat whatever the fuck I wanted. The first 4 days on this diet were hell. I felt like I was going to die!!! Then, when I reached ketosis, I felt great!

7 weeks out,
Switched the ratio to 40/60. added 3 sessions of morning cardio. Nothing fancy, just a 40 minute power walk.

6 weeks out,
Added cardio 5 times per week in the morning, and twice per week after training. By Tuesday I weighed in at 87 kg (down from 94 kg), completely flat with no vascolarity whatsoever. This diet was mentally very hard on me. I saw myself shrinking by the second. So I caved in. ate a pizza, ice cream… lots of crap basically. Next day, I ate more crap. When I trained on Wednesday, I blew up! My weight shot up to 92 kg and it showed on my face.

5 weeks out,
Decided to switch the diet to 2 days high carb, and 3 days no carb. Training 5 days per week, hitting every muscle twice per week except for legs. Did 8 sessions of cardio (5 in the morning and 3 after training, jogging at 4-5 mph). diet was good, lost more fat, by Tuesday, my weight hit 88 kg and I was flat again. It was the night before eid. So, mariam and I decided to just eat out all that time… til Friday.
4 weeks out,
Cardio on sat to mon, 1 in morning, 1 after training. Trained 5 days per week. Again, Saturday, I just blew up. The instructor at the gym saw me and he said “what the fuck are you doing? One day you’re fucking huge and the other you’re just tiny… what the hell??!”… didn’t know how to react to that… so fuck it… Monday I was done training legs (only carb day was Saturday, ate about 250 grams) and I was tired and as flat as shit. Ate some pizza and ice cream before bed. Woke up next morning looking a little better (Tuesday). Kept on eating oats and drinking a weight gainer that was just sitting on the kitchen counter for decades. Went to train, I got a pump so bad it was painful! Weighed in at 91 kg. went to bed (this was last night) woke up in a pool of sweat and was feeling like I hadn’t eaten for days! Went downstairs and ate some brewer’s oreo ice cream with hershey’s chocolate syrup, some slices of turkey, a can of heavy cream with hershey’s chocolate and peanut butter… usually, we don’t keep any junk around the house (except for cereal… which wasn’t there last night) so I just wanted to eat anything… luckily when only had that crap I could eat… the rest needed cooking and shit, and I was tired… woke up this morning looking like complete and utter shit. Waist was bloated at 33.5 inches and sticking out. I feel uncomfortable now. I think I over did it. Today I have to go to a wedding, and I’m just gonna eat whatever the hell’s there. Thursday I’ll eat junk… then Friday maybe take it easy… 1 or 2 meals… Saturday I’ll go back to ketosis and try to burn off that last bit of fat I have in 2 weeks so I can do a trial run for carb loading… it seems that I look my best after a day and a half of loading and drinking tons of water… the day after that I look like ass.

I’m not too worried about this stupid contest. The only reason I want to compete here (other than getting leaner) is that I’m gonna raise my PT fees for new clients and I need “credibility”. Cuz it seems that knowledge doesn’t matter at all, it’s only what you’ve accomplished…
Just incase you were wondering, the minimum fee starting from the beginning of February is 1500 riyals for 3 months. I will not accept training for less than 3 months because I’ve trained many a-retards who thought that they could go from looking like Tony soprano to brad pitt in 12 days. And some people are just plain rude. I have 4 clients who do not answer any of my phone calls, text messages, or emails at all after 3 weeks of training… how hard is it to answer and say “yeah, I don’t think I can continue with the program. I’m quite busy these days.” ???? how hard is that??

Raving Rabbids

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HAHAHAHAH I love that game!!!

30 days of night

I saw that movie a couple of days ago… I was very disappointed that it wasn’t a horror movie… it was more action/suspense… the strange thing is, I actually liked the story. Cool movie to watch if you like vampires and shit.

Super Bad

Funniest movie I’ve seen in a looooooooooong time!

Halloween (Directed by Rob Zombie)

I think we’ve established that I like horror movies no matter how stupid they are. But this movie was one of the best of the Halloween installments. The only problem was that Rob Zombie has to put naked chicks in the flick… if you’re gonna put some naked chicks in there, atleast hire some decent looking ones with fake knockers.

I know

That my brother will get pissed off if he reads this… but man… the things he says sometimes are just plain funny… the other day he asked me how many sets I usually do for a muscle. I just said that I do 3 sets for each muscle except for back, I do 6. he said “wow… that’s a lot!!! Didn’t you say you shouldn’t do that many sets?” … in the end, I found out that my brother took the initiative to invent a new meaning for the term “set”… he told me “yeah, 1 set for me is doing 12 reps, then 10, then 8 reps… that’s one set”… I said “no, that’s 3 sets”… then he said “well, that’s how I define a set.” …

… so now, other than dealing with retarded myths about dieting and bodybuilding that are WELL KNOWN TO BE TRUE because that’s the word on the street from the fat kid, I have to deal with people’s own interpretations of bodybuilding terms… I wouldn’t be surprised if I tell someone that they should “burn fat” and find them the next day at the intensive care unit with 3rd degree burns on their stomach and ass.

Happy Eid to everyone