i'm 56.

two days ago, that is.

deym. i'm getting old fast!

there's good news and some bad news...

for starters, i'm smarter now than 10 years ago.. now, if i can only go back and bring with me the knowledge and wisdom i've since accumulated, it'd be cool.

bad news is i'm not as energetic and as adventurous as i used to be. well, i have come full circle... settled.

it's a little late to discover my true passion.. weightlifting.

i squatted 440 pounds earlier today.. not bad for an old timer, yeah?

deadlifted close to 400 pounds last week.. did most of this crazy lifts whilst i'm at this age... what if i got hooked on this thing like when i was a teenager?

one year ago i was a nobody in this gym. today, most of the guys know me.. they stop, stare and look in disbelief whenever i do the darnest thing.. he he!

even the guys on roids can't believe their eyes i can almost equal them in strength.

thanks to the good Lord above, i have no injuries while my roided counterpart, they're aching somewhere.

my juiced ex-partner whom i mentioned here before, he can't believe either.

yet, i train alone. i don't like partners, to be honest. it's like i'm in the 'zone' when i train and partners just gimme some kinda reason to slack... ya know, talk smack all the time.

another thing, i do things differently.

i hate training one body part per day. that's a waste of time.

i'd like to hit 'em big for my buck.



steroid use is pretty rampant in my gym.. seems normal to them.

why this guys are in so much of in a hurry? your guess is good as mine.

as soon as they get off, they shrink.

too expensive. too fleeting. too-tal waste of money.

what's even worst: they're not getting any stronger!

mostly aren't even competing.. just for vanity.

same old... same old..

what i learned most as i grew older?

to K.I.S.S.

Keep. It. Simple. Stupid.

rush hours

in case you've been living under a rock for the past thirty years, i've been busting my chops in the gym... i made a promise to myself i'd be leaner this summer, ok, make that the whole year round... starting this year... six pack was the original plan but it was too steep for a goal.

but i'm on track for my target... no, not the six pack mark... but being lean and mean.

thus, i suck in this part of place.

so many things had happened.. met a few of my pals.. again. funny. just when i thought we'd never meet again, they suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

we're you reading my blog, hombres?

nah, this ain't advertised anywhere.. i prefer it that way... let's keep it low.

a new partner of mine had been aiming for 20+ inches of arms.. yeah buddy, but you gotta eat lotsa cow to get that "coveted" size.. nope, i'm not aiming for that.. i'd rather be lean, strong, muscular.. not hulking like a giant bear!

oh, did i mention you need to roid up?

i'd rather bunny up the treadmill.. i'm up to 45 minutes of super incline at 3.5 mph... not bad for an old timer, ey?

update ya later when time is on my side... later.

100% 'organic'

*yawn*

again.

suffered hypoglycemia earlier.. took me sooo much time to replenish my body's sugar.. thus.

felt light headed.. am ready to pass out, tell ya that.

i hate my job right now.. but with thousands losing their job like on a daily basis these days, gotta be thankful.. i still have one!

unless of course i was born with a silver spoon.. i wouldn't mind at all to be part of the statistics.

so it's shit i came into this world courtesy of my dad's poor dick.. thanks dad!

now, i'm being ungrateful, ey?!

may the good Lord bless his soul.

turning off sarcasm.

are you worried?

yep, we all have reasons to be.. things are getting way off our hands with whatever bad news we're getting.. friggin' wicked!

not only do we have to deal with global crisis, there's also killings all over, suicide, rape, murder, mass lay-offs, etc... i don't think i wanna read the news any moment from hereon now.



*yawn*

leg extension, squat, rack-pull, bent over rows, lat pulldown combos, bicep curl combos, some ab works and a 15-minute fast walk in an incline to the max threadmill.. you should be too darn sleepy when you're done doing those i just mentioned.

was able to bench 200 pounds of iron yesterday for about 4 reps.. darn shoulder nagged me yet again.

but it was manageable.. so i'm happy.

being 100% 'organic' (read: training naturally, no steroids) and get stronger as time passes by, gotta appreciate... some folks who're heavy on testosterone thinks they are the only guys who can lift heavy.. right.

even if they're 'ON' to something "special," yet they're too scared to squat lower or go heavier.. in fact, they're wearing safety belts already on the get-go.. pussy!!!

yeah, just lemme brag for a minute, ayt?

anyway, there's just too many jokers and comedians in the gym i dunno where to begin and who to snipe at.. guess i'm just way too advanced and knowledgeable, i hurt my shoulder sometimes.. ha ha!

some are all geared-up, ya know, belt, ipod, gloves, knee strap/wrap, lifting strap, super tight tank top and all that mambo-jambo accessories they put on.. but watch them lift.. dimwit can't even lift his own weight, much less, half his weight!



then there are others who look super serious like they're about to compete in a Strongman competition.. ya know, that killa lookin' face, only to wiggle or gyrate their booties when Christina Aguilera starts singin' on the gym's speakers!

you ghey, homs?

and here's the funny part: they'd immediately composed themselves when they noticed you're watching 'em... you're so BUSTED, baby!

get real.

some seem so focus like they're concentrating on the next set.. it'll be heavy this time.. like 20 pounds each side! har har! others just kept texting or sitting their asses down and thinking... what am i gonna do next??

whatcha gonna do? lemme tell you whatcha gonna do.. bust your asses already!

get intense.. move around.. superset.. drop set.. don't stop.. yeah, stop staring the darn wall! can't find the answer there.. the ants are too busy doing their little thing and you my friend, are wasting time!

the ladies are just as lame.. they'd start with the machines... they'd practically sweep them off.. like machine 01, then machine 02.. 'til they've done it all.. if they do free weights, they'd usually do it with bad execution.. some look like it is such an ordeal to bring the weight from point A to point B.. their scowling facial expression: priceless.

they'd usually top everything off with all that ab workout and abuse the cardio machine, later.

frankly, these guys and gals, they're typically the kinda folks who'd quit.. if i'm bored watching 'em perform, they'd be all the more bored with themselves..

really shutting down sarcasm mode now.. LOL!

i'm just letting it all out.. if you're one of 'em, read and re-read.. otherwise, we're good.

time to bid adieu... later, jackass!






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