well, lets forget about all that smack i posted below, eh?
for now.
except for that part, 2011 came in pretty cool. i just shifted to a new program in the gym and boy, it's getting stronger, baby!
i don't usually follow anyone's program cos i find most of 'em magoo, sorry. but i've noticed my time in the gym is quite a stretch and i tend to over-trained too often... takes days to recover, pretty much.
enter MAX-OT.
base on the program outline (the one i got), it's fairly short and sweet. tho there are many variations out there, i find this one a perfect transition to my whatchamacallit program and the best part, am still getting stronger and do all that wicked exercises!
i was gonna have a partner on this travail, but i find both our schedules a tad too conflicting and he can't go mano-a-mano with the heavy-ass weight with me.. thus, it's gonna be a case of me adjusting more. in short, he'll take a lot my thunder away!
in fairness to him, i do help him out when our schedules meet.
anyway, lets see how this would all come to fruition after eight weeks.
meanwhile if you see the pictures above, those are the only few snaps that matter to me during Sinulog 2011 and no, i didn't took those; and yes, i wasn't there.
at the other front, both of my PC's are down, dam'it. the torrent rig had a blown-up PSU, the gaming rig wouldn't start cos two freakin' voltage regulators that runs both system had busted fuse! oh, it was cause by the blown up PSU.. din't really blew up but it sparked after switching it on.
i don't know what's going on in this room and so sorry loppy, but i just hate typing in this little keyboards cos my fingers are too BIG and well acquainted to desktop keys.. anyhoo, it's better than nothing..
goin' back to this room, must've some strange creatures lurking around here, huh, cos since having this laptop, i've been hanging lotsa more downstairs than here in this place i call my "war room."
i'd get you someday, creep.
in the meantime, here's Jeff doin' ridiculous amount of weighted parallel dips and other chest exercises..
someday soon, i will outwork you, Mr. Willet.
i wish.
