Discussion in 'Health & Body' started by Eason, Dec 20, 2009.
kids, don't fuck up your HPTA. srsly, don't.
About a week ago I got sick of spinning my wheels due to drinking/eating bad on weekends so I decided to go dry for 30 days and stick to my diet/workout plan 100% to finish off this cut finally before summer really starts. 8 days in and I've gone off diet twice, Saturday to make a super healthy meal with a woman and Sunday because I just ate healthy generally. 22 more days to go after today, we'll see how long it takes.
Damn, man, this cut is lasting longer than most relationships.
Yeah I know, which is why I wanna finish it. Those last couple pounds are a fucking bitch. 30 lbs in 3 months, then about 2 months of wheel spinning due to injury/holidays and drinking. Measuring progress daily because I'm anal like that:
Day 2 - 165.8
Day 3 - 164.0
Day 4 - 162.6
Day 5 - 161.6
Day 6 - 161.2
Day 7 - 162.0
Day 8 - 162.6
Those last few days were probably due to water fluctuations from not sticking to the same diet. Hoping to be down around 159-160 by the end of this week. 150-155 should have me bottoming out around 6-8% bodyfat, which is about as low as I ever wanna go.
This is all provided that I don't fall into a recomp, which I might have already, yuck.
I'll post progress pics when I'm done.
Tried to do a widow maker set today. Got to 12 reps, eye sight when blurry, knees were caving in and I saw jesus and he told me to stop. Prowler is really helping with high rep works, no longer out of breath by 8 reps and I can usually get 5 of them down with no pause. No prowler today though, 5 hours sleep, I already PRed in the paused squat and the squat so I wasn't really up for it.
Measuring weight daily is dumb.
Damn it, my hip flexor/groin injury is flaring up again, I wanna punch babies...
How did you hurt it?
BTW that dad is a fucking idiot
I originally hurt it last November literally a week after I turned 30, I was warming up for my squat sets (I was running 5/3/1 variation of Wendler's that focused more on bench work). Anyways, I felt a slight pop and then a nice wave of pain shortly after, I waited a week or so and stopped in an Athletico for a screening, she sent me to a sports doc who specializes in hips. That doc took some x-rays, did an exam and then sent me off to his partner who deals with groin injuries (sports hernias), I saw the doc, he determined it was a slight tear/bad strain and not a hernia and I was given some PT. He also told me that even if it was a hernia, he wouldn't do surgery unless it was completely necessary, so I finished my PT at the end of January and I've been feeling good until sometime last week. Funny thing is that I am training with John just like Charly and Jarude and since I am leaning out he's got me on a high-rep body-builder style routine that doesn't have me pushing heavy weights. Hell, I think the heaviest movement are my 225lb leg presses...bah
That's not a widow maker.
A widow maker is getting to 12 reps then your eyesight goes blurry, your knees start caving in, and jesus appears and tells you to stop. Then you tell jesus to fuck off. You pump out two more reps and your lower back spasms start to make holding the weight on your back unbearable. Now you're asking yourself why the fuck did you attempt this bullshit but you manage to squeeze the 15th and 16 rep. As you stand there, contemplating why you've decided to attempt this widow maker, you try to gasp for air to extinguish the inferno in your lungs and throat. As you go for rep number 17 and 18, all your senses go numb.. it takes everything in your psyche just to stand there and not pass out and collapse with the bar on your back. You take the 19th rep and would give anything for the widow maker to be over. You take your final breathe and squat down for the 20th and final rep. As you descend into the hole, your vision gets cloudy and dark and everything around you starts to go black. Right before the point you are about to black out under the weight, you start to come up, a glimpse of light shines in front of you.. time slows down.. Arnold, Chuck Norris, Franco Columbu, and Burt Reynolds mustache appear and greet you into manhood.
That is a widow maker.
When will it be my turn for that kind of mental discipline to push myself that far instead of compensating by doing very high volume and not going to failure on the majority of my sets?
What did the PT give you to do?
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