Goals by this year -
160kg Squat
200kg DL without straps, hook grip
120kg Bench.
totaling 480kg (1058 lbs)
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Repurcussions(Of every kind)
5/3/1-repercussions
I have always tried to start a 5/3/1 cycle, but failed as always, between the first and second week. Its not that I don't trust this program.
In this program, relatively light weights are used in the beginning. That's one of the quips I have with 5/3/1- starting too light. I understand fully that starting light would have its benefits but for me, I just fucking hate to do light stuff when I'm in the gym.
Thats me. As the strongest drug numbs the most powerful craving, the heaviest weights kills all mental suffering.
Mental suffering
I seem to be on the edge of sanity nowadays. All of the recent happenings, reminds me of a certain spell of events at a certain time, not too long ago. Betrayal, the knowledge of a certain event that seems out of place and the secrets that are too ugly to let loose and gossip about. Much more dark it is then juicy. Not saying that the recent occurrence has any a speck to do with me. It affects me in a way that bad memories are provoked-there is no such term as painful memory in my dictionary, however I would use it just for another tale to be told.
Consequences
These thoughts, these provocations drew me into a vortex of madness and murderous ideas. These are the primordial values that molded me into what I am today. Yes, madness and murderous ideas. What I have inculcated into myself was of my own choice and decision. These pent-up representations of my psychosis, I release it to the iron. At the expense of my physical shell.
Aftermath
Release is always good. Iron is cold and absolute. These events, I can put in the back of my mind-for now.
Mind
I've always pondered to myself-why do I love solitude? Is it because of the factors that mold me that way? Or is it a result of my own choice? How do I break free of this curse? Of abandoning those who truly care for me, then regretting it later? It reaches the point of no return, changing her outlook on life, leading to unwise decisions and become the introvert that she once was. Having the power to change someone's life, I botched it with immature thinking and idiocy. What the fuck am I doing two years ago? Its time to numb the senses once more.
I have always tried to start a 5/3/1 cycle, but failed as always, between the first and second week. Its not that I don't trust this program.
In this program, relatively light weights are used in the beginning. That's one of the quips I have with 5/3/1- starting too light. I understand fully that starting light would have its benefits but for me, I just fucking hate to do light stuff when I'm in the gym.
Thats me. As the strongest drug numbs the most powerful craving, the heaviest weights kills all mental suffering.
Mental suffering
I seem to be on the edge of sanity nowadays. All of the recent happenings, reminds me of a certain spell of events at a certain time, not too long ago. Betrayal, the knowledge of a certain event that seems out of place and the secrets that are too ugly to let loose and gossip about. Much more dark it is then juicy. Not saying that the recent occurrence has any a speck to do with me. It affects me in a way that bad memories are provoked-there is no such term as painful memory in my dictionary, however I would use it just for another tale to be told.
Consequences
These thoughts, these provocations drew me into a vortex of madness and murderous ideas. These are the primordial values that molded me into what I am today. Yes, madness and murderous ideas. What I have inculcated into myself was of my own choice and decision. These pent-up representations of my psychosis, I release it to the iron. At the expense of my physical shell.
Aftermath
Release is always good. Iron is cold and absolute. These events, I can put in the back of my mind-for now.
Mind
I've always pondered to myself-why do I love solitude? Is it because of the factors that mold me that way? Or is it a result of my own choice? How do I break free of this curse? Of abandoning those who truly care for me, then regretting it later? It reaches the point of no return, changing her outlook on life, leading to unwise decisions and become the introvert that she once was. Having the power to change someone's life, I botched it with immature thinking and idiocy. What the fuck am I doing two years ago? Its time to numb the senses once more.
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