Confession #10

It's time for a new direction.

This blog kind of petered out after I lost interest in purely creating confessions, and writing online in general. So, it's time to get into something that I AM interested in.

Weight Lifting and general fitness.

Now, the latter I'm still getting into 100%. But weight lifting I've been going at for about a year now. It's permeating my life, and is pretty damned awesome if you ask me. I'm currently on a split, having just come off of Starting Strength (which I never really saw through 'till the end).

Last night's workout went like this: (all workouts will be weight(lbs) x no. sets x no. reps

Warmup: 2x Sun Salutation
Push Press: 100x2x8, 100x6.5
RDL: 200x6, 200x8, 200x7
Bent over rows: 145x3x8
Lat pulldown: 125x3x8
Stiff legged Good Mornings: 145x3x6
Dumbbell rear lunges: 40x3x6

That's my "day 6 HIT Full Body" workout. I'll post the rest of my workouts as they come up.

So, this blog will be that of a secondary log, after my written one. I'm hoping to also start a vlog here soon, though that we'll see. I'd like to get a personal/mini camcorder for that sort of thing, which I don't have the money for yet. Suppose my camera would suffice.

At some point in the near future:

• A list of goals
• Progress pictures
• Diet

So that's where we are right now. Oh... My weight today: 226lbs

Confession #9.1

Less of a confession, more of a promise.

I will practice for at least 30 minutes, every day, upon walking in from work. I can't leave this drag on... Even though I'm not playing with any bands in Québec, nor will I ever (unless some miracle occurs), I need to practice.

How else am I supposed to get in a band in Ontario? Flying by the seat of mah pants? I do not think so.

So there we go. Eating better. More gym. Healthy relationships. And more piping practice.

Confession #9

Nota Bene: This is NOT a re-hashing of #1. It's just on my brain. Thanks. :)

Eating is hard.

No, like, eating properly is very difficult. I'm still getting the hang of it.

Imagine ... You've been eating a certain way all of your life (aka: eating like you just don't care, which most of us don't). Now, all of a sudden, you're shown a different way of fueling yourself throughout the day, that makes sense, that will help you reach your goals... And holy fajolies is it difficult.

I mean, really.

I've always had a problem with carbs. That's been my weak point. Pastas, breads, etc.. It's been my downfall in really progressing... No... Transforming my figure.

Enter protein.

Oh god protein. Fish, chicken, lean beef, eggs, omnomnomnomnom. What's fun about eating protein-based stuff as opposed to carbs, is that you can eat MORE and not feel as full. Plus veggies. Plus a bit of carbs. Because long-term energy is important.

So here I am, trying a different approach to eating (~6 meals a day), seeing if it'll change my waistline any. Only time will tell, but as someone's told me: "Dieting is HARD. It's all mental."


One thing that I have to change. I have to beat myself mentally. One day, one thing, at a time.

Confession #8

I LOVE ME MY BEER!

And my 80s music.

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Confession #7

I don't have anything to say today.

I was going to do a couple of things, but didn't. It's been a blasé kind of day. Really, it's been a pretty weird week and a half.

Hah. I start this out by saying that I don't have anything to say today, yet lookit. Here I am. Blabbering on again.

I've always thought about doing YouTube videos. The quality of videos on YT has gone up considerably over the past few years, and it's been looking amazing. I know that it sounds like I just want to jump on a bandwagon... But taking videos/vlogs, along with other things, has always just had this allure to me. I don't know why. It's special and it's mine and yeah.

Confession #6

I don't think I'm very interesting.

Now, this has several implications to go with it.

First of all, I think I'm pretty boring. Which, as a matter of fact, sucks. Why? Well, it ties into things like not being able to talk to people about a multitude of things that may be interesting for both parties, thinking that you're boring the other person out of their right mind, losing confidence.

I also tend to think that I have to keep a conversation flowing all. the. time.

This, however, and in my opinion, isn't true. No one person needs to keep a conversation flowing all the time. All that points to is the fact that the other party is uninterested, bored, or they themselves think they are uninteresting.

One thing that I do notice, though, is that it seems to be a huge downward spiral. You try to get a conversation going with a topic, yet it fizzles out, even though you try your hardest to keep it going. Failing that (not necessarily your fault), you try another topic. Even less reaction. Now you start to feel downright silly. So it peters out into the topic favoured by many:

"So, nice day outside, eh? What'd you do on this sunny day of epic?"

"Not much... You?"

*sighs*

This doesn't just happen in the dating game, this happens with friends as well.

Bah.

There you go. 2 posts, 1 day.

Ew.

Confession #5

This one kinda follows in the footsteps of #4.

I forget. It happens. I'm also not the greatest at doing things regularly.

I don't know why, but it just feels like monotony is the bane of my existence. And what's more monotonous than repetition. Not much... Well, maybe watching 2001: A Space Odyssey, at 1.30am. Though, if you're doing that, then you've probably exhausted every single other resource that you know of in terms of sleep aid... I know. I've been there.

Back to the topic at hand. I have lots of trouble keeping up with things. For example, I've never been able to complete a video game over the past ... decade or so. Maybe that's why I loved World of Warcraft so much... There wasn't really an "end", per se. Guild Wars became kind of boring, insofar as content. But WoW, there's really no end to it, and there's always something to do.

This blog... This blog had a few straight days of posts, and then BOOM! Nothing over the weekend. I don't know why it happens... It just does. Something that I'm trying my hardest to avoid.

It's even spilled into my workouts. I've become lazy with going to the gym. I'm seeing results, but I guess my mind's like "No, we're just not going any more". That I can't let happen. I have to get to the gym regularly, else I'll just wallow in my own self-pity and regress a year.

So that being said, here's a random fact for you:

The custom of drinking tea originated in England when Catherine of Bragança married Charles II in 1661 and brought the practice of drinking tea in the afternoon with her from Portugal.

(from Wikipedia, Tea (meal) )