Workout Progress 11/20/2012

Been working out for a while. Always been chubby but athletic my whole life -- made the decision to uncover what's under there AKA acquire aesthetics. I have been tracking progress (albeit sporadically) on another blog of mine that I never really publicized.

I'm not where I want to be yet. In this picture, I'm probably around 185 lbs -- serious, my legs are huge. I'm thinking if I hit around 170 or 165 I'll be in there. The thing is, cardio is insanely boring to me -- it's not hard at all but it just takes time. I've been at a plateau for a while so I'm thinking I need to bite the bullet and do it. I have to accept that I'm an endomorph and pack on weight very easily.

I also changed my lifting program up yesterday so we'll see if that shakes things up.

If you haven't heard from me, seen me out of the house, this is why. This lifting thing, my personal art projects (I have an art showing coming up soon), reading, my family, my girlfriend and doggie (son) and throw in some video games -- this is what I've been spending my time on.

I'm still an extrovert and still look forward to hanging out with you all in real life, it's just that once I get into something I completely immerse myself in it.

I'm weird like that I guess. Gonna go lift now.

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Writing = Alpha?

I read on an internet forum that I frequent that writing everyday can make you more alpha. I'm skeptical (not sure if serious). Fortunately, I already have an established blog that I've been maintaining (albeit sporadically) for 4+ years.

I read that writing in a journal everyday helps you recognize your thought process, learn your own values, and figure out who you truly are. Basically, you're figuring out if your a beta or not.

For that purpose, I'm going to update. I'm just going to spew out words from my consciousness -- I'm not going to delete anything except for glaring typos because I probably have ADD and I hate when that red squiggly line appears under words. It's like a little red worm disease and I'm the only doctor that can cure it.

This entry will be disease free.

I worked today. I work every weekday. Work was fine except I have done everything I can do for all my assignments and projects assigned to me so I'm pretty much waiting for people to respond and give me more information.

That's was a very riveting story -- I shall preserve that memoir and unravel that tale to my grandchildren when the time is right.

I lifted weights today with my friend Emil. We got yucky on dem legs -- squats, lunges, leg extension, deadlift, etc. It was a good workout but more importantly, I got to catch up with a good friend.

I've been secluded from almost everybody I know except for my girlfriend and my dog Nimo. Reason might be because I live with them.

 If we didn't live together, I don't know who I would see. I can't put my finger on how or why I have been secluded lately -- I don't mind. I lied, sometimes I mind.

I would say that I'm an extrovert so sustaining substantial seclusion time feels odd at times. When I actually go out and it's like all that pent up energy gets released and I get on that yucky time. I guess it's healthy to experience both spectrum extremes.

Nimo ate out of the recycling AND the trash today. What a bad (kewl) dog. I get mad at him but he is so cute that I can't get mad at him. I end up just feeling worried and hope that he didn't eat anything harmful to doggies. I know for sure that chocolate and like onion oil (I don't know) are bad for dogs. I don't think any of that was in there. I'm more worried about the discarded coffee grounds. I noticed he drank an abnormal amount of water since I got home -- probably to wash down all that almond butter he licked up.

OK I should stop before I get too worried and calculating because I'm sure he's going to be fine.

I think this entry is long enough -- am I alpha yet?

I actually don't care. Maybe I do. But I feel that I owed it to myself and my blog to write something today.