I haven't written anything about lifting, even though it's one the main things I've got going for myself at the moment. January this year I started using the gym at my school ~2 times a week (though I'm not always meeting that quota, I slack more often than I wanna admit.)

Gym is going pretty well for me. The gym at my school is mostly used by teenage guys (and a few girls as well, though most of the people I see regularly are guys) so there's always a lot of messing around and funny shit happening - like the time one guy brought his 3ds to the gym and played Pokemon while on the leg press. The guy running it is awesome. He's this big Cantonese guy who used to work at a casino, and he assigns pushups if one of us backtalks or pisses him off. Everyone loves him.

I'm progressing, I think. I got nothing on most of the older guys, and even some younger. Really, there are 8th graders at my school who are built like brick walls and can bench 200 lbs. It's insane. I digress - I'm seeing a ton of growth in my delts, and I fill out shirts that used to be big on me. I was sick last week and still sort of am this week, so I honestly regressed a little, and my stomach's still fucked so I can't start slamming down steaks and chicken filets for the protein like I was doing two months ago. I also keep skipping out on legs like the pathetic namby-pamby I am, cause post-leg day feels like I'm an Ulster division soldier in the Western Front who's been squatting around in a trench all week. Despite all that, I feel like I'm doing pretty well for myself. It's insane what having a little muscle mass does for your confidence.. my dad's probably real fucking tired of me trying to bring him down and shadowboxing at him.
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