Every single exercise progressed. Nice.
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Lisa and I went on a long bike ride yesterday to Delray Beach and back. By long, I mean 9 miles each way. I’m not absolutely sure why this was hard for me. We used to do 30-mile bike rides fairly easily.
I think it had something to do with the wind in our faces, the backpack full of glass tupperware on my back, the high heat, the excessive humidity, my uncomfortable seat (if you’re a dude, you know what I mean), and the fact that the backpack straps are positioned in such a way that my hands would go numb after about two miles.
It was hard. We had fun once at Delray Beach, but the ride back especially was not fun for me. Lisa had fun, though. She wasn’t even tired… Cardio freak. 🙂
For the last three weeks, I’ve been refining my own version of Layne Norton‘s PHAT (Power Hypertrophy Adaptive Training) lifting methodology. Essentially, it has you doing two days of heavy (around 5 rep) lifting and then three days of hypertrophy (around 10-15 rep) lifting per week.
My only tweaks were to make it slightly more applicable to real-life movements and put a stronger emphasis on single-legged movements. Also, I’m not a fan of 15-20 rep sets, so I try not to go over 14. I’ll do a later write-up explaining this in more detail.
The results from the last three weeks? 0.38lbs of muscle gain and 1.78lbs of fat loss. At least that’s what the 7-site body fat caliper protocol says.
We’ve had a couple cloudy, rainy days here in South Florida. Thankfully it all cleared up today. The sun came out as I went out to run and jump. 🙂
Also, I’m not sure, but some lady may have taken my picture. Awkward.
Ok. I added a couple more exercises, and this wasn’t easy at all. I hope it feels better next time because I got to the beginning stages of nausea.
Oh well. It was still fun. 🙂 Continue reading
I started out on my health and fitness journey back when I was going into junior high. I saw a picture of myself cliff jumping at the lake, and I had jelly rolls. Dang. I knew that my weight was starting to get a little high due to my mini-muffin intake, but it wasn’t until that moment that I got a slap in the face from reality.
Well, in that moment I made a choice. I could do two things.
1. Do nothing about it. Eat mini-muffins to my heart’s content and deny the inevitable truth that I was in a precarious position that could lead to adult obesity and debilitating disease.
2. Take Action. Realize that having jelly rolls isn’t what I want. I don’t want to be fat, and I don’t want to be limited in life.
I chose #2. Continue reading