all is well that ends well...

NOT!!!

my situation is really hard.. tell you that..

softhead surrounds me these days... non-sensical when you talk to them.. better talk to a stone, at least, it stays still and wouldn't budge.. not that i mind if someone does but at least, they listen and listen well.

yeah, yeah.. life is what you make it.

moving on..

i need money!!! HELP!!!

for real.

i guess all that surging oil, rice and those friggin' basic commodities are starting to hurt my pocket real good.. like my wallet is on a very strict diet now...ggrrrrr!!

heck, i need some serious money-generating scheme to get me outta this stinkin' foxhole, dammit!

“goosfraba....”

“goosfraba....”

“goosfraba....”

ok, ok.. i'm relax now.. chilled to the bone..

don't wanna stress myself with that... life's too short, homs..

anyway, i'm happy to be able to do some serious "dipping" yesterday.. i had to take this exercise off my routine cos my shoulder hurts and i'm having trouble executing it without nearly fainting near the end...

but it's back!

ok, i'm not getting any lighter but i sure am getting soooo much stronger cos i can now do more pull-ups and chin-ups... that's aside from the dips, momma!

great!

those exercise mentioned above is one way to measure what a "real guy" a man is made, honey.. if he can't carry himself, much less, you.. plain and simple.

once when i started working my close-grip bench press, my tricep started to get stronger and stronger.. then i also needed to work on my weak points.. those that i mentioned above, they were a burden for me to do.. it's hard to pull myself up and so much harder to push myself up (dips) that's why i never like those darn exercises.. thus, in order for me to improve, i needed to really concentrate on them.. like doing 'em almost every other day!

by the way, my deadlift had reached 300lbs since three weeks ago.. so stale, eh? my squat is a work in progress (50lbs more and it'll be 300!) while my bench press (peg at 200lbs, 220lbs with some sissy spotter) would probably improve as i do more dips week-in, week-out... i'll add weights to my dips as time progress.

yet, i'm not even having the best supplement the planet can offer.. like those guys at a bodybuilding show last Saturday night. dude, they look like monsters! they epitome the meathead folks down under..

gotta look for some image/s of that competition somewhere.. sucks actually.. cos we didn't have our dang camera that night!!

UPDATE:

now here's the LINK.

thanks, dick!

wazzup?? wazzup??

nah... nothing much..

except for some serious row with wifey and family... and, some crap still hanging on my shoulders.. everything's fine, thank you.

ok, i'm drunk.. gotta STOP this madness called "blogging.."

but really, the row was nasty i just want a legal separation like pronto!!... vanish and start all over.. it's that BAD, homs...

gotta drink s'more... drown my, uhm, predicament then hope that when i wake up or when the smoke clears, everything will be brand new... clean and dandy... like everything was just a bad dream..

keep chowing down, though.

OUT.

uhm.... right now nothing tickles my fancy.. so i'm zipping it.

but, things are goin' great somewhere.. nah, talk about it later.

keep rockin'!!

long story, short

whoa!

nice to end the week with a bang, eh!

both work and "play." i call my training "play" cos i enjoy the exhilaration, the gasping for air and the soaking sweaty feeling.. not to mention, the pain during and after the session..

i know.. i know..

it's sickening to be me.. haha!

Neil, my son is taking summer classes.. some language, speed math and some arts. i haven't seen him for quite sometime being excited in school... only now.

actually, he studied at STI since grade I, if my memory serves me right. i think they have a nice system going there.. quite advance for an elementary, but....

what's abominable about the whole thing is they don't have a lot of experienced teacher. meaning, they don't know how to deal with kids like Neil whose a hyper and a little bit on the naughty side.

not only that, they give assignments that literally makes the parents (or whoever that is) do the teacher's job. several pages of this subject, a few here, a tad there.. man, are they kidding?!

what's more, the kid won't have time to play anymore since he'll immersed doing all that BS school work at home.. basically, what they're doing is taking away the fun of going to school.

since both me and wifey are too busy with our own work and business, respectively, we opted to hire a tutor who teaches at their school, but only to find out that they didn't do some assignment or finish their much needed lessons to be studied... cos they "ran out of time.."

so, given that Neil's score and grades are declining steadily, expectedly, his self-confidence went downhill from thereon.. what added more pain to injury, we as parents were pretty much remiss in our duty to monitor his activities in school... why is that you ask? our home is pretty far away from where we work so we barely visits his teacher and keeping tracks of his activities in there..

he practically made a 360 degree turn in terms of his performance as well as his behavior that i was just complete taken aback by the feedbacks i get from his teachers.

my God, we've created a monster!!!

joke.

anyway, the problem was compounded by a lotsa things and i, his father, take responsibility for whatever he's become. but, the school's system made things even worst.

get this, the first honor student would sleep around 1am just to finish her homework. she's an honor student alright but geez, where's the fun there? and here's more, the second honor student's mom swayed us to move with them to another school cos she can no longer stomach doing all the "teaching" through the assignments passed on by the teacher.. she ends up yelling her kid when he doesn't get the lesson right away, and in her most frustrating moment, hurts him.

there's still plenty of story to tell here but i gotta save that for tomorrow... cos i'm dead tired, homs.

ciao!

PS

forgive the typo errors... i'm about to ZZzzzzzz

John Wayne

this is not good... at least for my workout schedules.

i've been hitting the gym a little later for quite sometime now. not only it gets jam packed in there, deep in the night i'd have trouble getting a good night sleep.

i dunno, so don't ask me why!

thus, my rest and recovery: jeopardize.

hhhmmmm... need to devise a new plan, bud.

meanwhile, earlier, i only worked the abs. though it's tempting to "get down to business" right away (read: heavy duty lifting), but i opted to back off.. in two days time (monday & tuesday) i already accomplished all exercises that i need to get done for the week... yesterday, in fact, i had a killer workout.. i hit my shoulders, biceps and back.. i was sweating all over and i bet i stink!

i hate elaborating but doing back exercises alone could zap your energy within minutes, thus, throwing in some shoulder and bicep exercises into the mix could literally kill you... felt like i'm close to vomiting yesterday.. not to mention, my head started to ache a little bit.. i believe holding my breath often during the execution of heavy exercise/s led to that nauseating, achy feeling..

anyhoo, i really could use the challenge.

overall, it was good.. and that's the reason i need to rest most muscles, joints, tendons, etc. today in order to promote healing and growth...

but...

tomorrow, all hell will break loose again in the gym... watch me as i unleash all my powers! GGggRRrrRRrr!!!! AaaWWWooo!! AaaWWWooo!!

just psyching myself up, homs.. you should watch me here slapping my face! haha!


in the meantime....

gotta watch The Contender Asia later...

so, GO!!!

i must.

fud

thank you for the rain good Lord. it's been hot since the summer started and any rain that come my way, even if it literally pours down on me while riding on my bike or it would cause some serious drippings in our house' ceiling.. thanks to some screw up from whoever that is... still and all, thank you for the rain, God.

now, i'd love to open up with all of you out there whoever you are, but unfortunately, i'm sooo bad at "story-telling" only my son, Neil subscribes to my BS... whenever i put him into sleep he would beg me to continue the "series" of my invented story and would intently listen 'til i say, "To be continued..."

so seriously, i just suck in that department.

thus, when i bumped into Bryan's blog last saturday, i was just blown away. i mean, the guys speaks from the heart, unadulterated, so raw, wide open and "in-your-face" kinda way i got hooked the moment i started reading...

on the other hand, i also like to keep a lot of things to myself... sooo many things. when it's time to "come out" and spill everything out, then i can honestly say "I am free."

and yeah, i'm too lazy and too tied up with so many personal issues i wouldn't wanna say a "tell-all-tale" half assed... thus dishing out something too personal for yours truly entails a lot of effort and finesse to even start somewhere.. sigh.

i am also torn between privacy and being liberated... 'til i figure that out, i'll continue whining this way... tu capisci?

that's italian, homs..

time to zip it.

lemme redirect you...

i don't care if you'd STOP reading my blog in lieu of THIS one... he just started blogging last month and reportedly, his site's hits already reached millions!

whoa!

mine's just a fraction of that.

puny.

now get on with..

and have fun!

P.S.

it's best if you start reading from the very beginning to know the background of the whole mess.. err, i mean, story.

you know the drill, right?

..or do i have to spell it out for you?

euphemism

what the hell is going on with the world today?

soaring gas prices...

rice shortages...

prices of basic commodities will also rise very soon...

people masturbating in public?

gangs shooting on each other and innocent bystanders...

teenage pregnancy on the rise (our place would probably rank in the upper half)..

traffic all over the place..

etc.. etc.. etc..

man, man, man!!!

some bad luck is on a rampage here... or is it even luck?

tsk.. tsk..

guess the world is being sodomized, eh?

or maybe it's the wickedness?

aaahhhhh... whatever..

somehow reading all this stuff and actually experiencing the difficulties first hand just bums me out and messes up my day... not to mention, my work had been increasingly taxing it's getting strenuous to get things done... must be the reason why i've been constantly late for work for months now, thus the memo..

getaway from me, Satan!!!

...switching channel in a huff.

Important Announcement

soooo many thoughts flying around my brain... but.. i'll collect 'em all later.. gotta work.. then sweat.. then maybe.. if i still have some mojo left.. i can.. uhm.. maybe get myself together.. summon some strength from thee Almighty.. and post something relevant..


..other than this CRAP you're reading... gotcha! *wink* *wink*

more....

whackouts!

Bleeding Love

love this song...

Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love [2007][SkidVid]_XviD
Uploaded by persian_babe

what can i say... i'm in touch with my feminine side, homs...

If I Had Eyes

reminds me of my pal, Louie... he kinda look and move like Jack..

meat is a good

ON.

now that's what i call an explosive performance!

yeah.. yeah.. i worked it earlier and it was better.. sooo much better than yesterday. the drawback, well, it had to be done otherwise i'd over train my chest and shoulders, so i only had "pull" workouts today...

looking forward to get some good massage later.. i really, really could use one.

it's actually routine for me many Saturdays since... getting a full body massage is heaven, homs..

go ahead, reward yourself... have a good one, beyb..

gotta clear my head and get myself together now.. my testosterone level at this point is just way down low..





OFF.

gibberish

off... my workout today was totally OFF!

i was advise by my conscience to take a rest but i went on and hit the dang iron again... why the rest, you ask? cos i hit my shoulders really hard yesterday.. like there was no tomorrow, that's why!

well, i didn't thought it was that much work i did cos i do these things week-in, week-out.. i guess yesterday was an exception.. it definitely is one helluva routine i did and i'm still reeling from the muscle pain right now..

i might hit the gym again tomorrow as i wasn't satisfied with my workout earlier... usually i take weekends off but since Monday is a holiday and my erstwhile performance was a so-so, i'm seriously thinking about a grand training soon... uhm, yeah, like tomorrow?

what i've been doing now is a tad different and a little bit out of ordinary.. whereas people in the gym usually do a few sets and repetitions then take loads of rest, i do the opposite... i do more sets and repetitions then minimize rest.. now that just fries my muscles like frankfurter.. in fact, the sore feeling doesn't subside sooner than expected... and yet i've been hitting the gym for over a year now and as most people in my gym expects, they or their muscle had adapted to the constant stimulation.. but that's not how it's supposed to work, numskull! NO! NO! NO!

when your muscle is able to adapt, it wouldn't grow no more, thickhead!

you have to change your routine when that happens, otherwise, don't expect progress anytime soon...

thus, for me to be sore each time is a sign of growth... my muscles had been subjected to a new stimuli and it's definitely scrambling to adapt.. but not so fast, ding-dong!

nuf with the rant, eh?

***

actually, i think better when i'm away from this paleolithic PC.. so that's exactly what i'm gonna do.. get away from this rubbish...

chillin' out.

dead eye

steroids!!!

steroids!!!

yeah, that's the buzz word in the gym lately... the pricks who had been yelling those doesn't have the slight idea how the person looks if he's on it. ahhh life...

"People are people so why should it be.. You and I should get along so awfully..." as Depeche Mode sung it... and nailed it!

oh well.

wonder how would those "fitness" people in some other gym react if they see somebody (like me, perhaps) hoist those heavy dumbbells or barbells up easily... they can shut their piehole cos they have no idea how hard it is and what work it took to get to that level of strength... you need to do a lot of reading, homie and then make your own body your laboratory... meaning experiment, capish?

the thought of top bodybuilders dying at a very young age due to steroid use or getting sooo sick because of that darn "special supplement" just scares the crap out of me... i'm getting stronger, alright but i ain't have that body of a bodybuilder yet... y'know, that well sculpted, cut and dry physique..




no plans to be like that... i'm taking the long and hard way.. doesn't matter.. this isn't some kinda race, right?

slumbery and out.

Whack Outs!

i was at CITOM earlier this week and as i was walking around their vicinity, i saw these vehicles and i thought i should snap 'em up... i'm always on the road almost everyday... this things are "peanuts" to me.. i've witnessed even worst.. so if i get to snap more, i just might make a blog for these whack out vehicles..

by the way, i checked the mileage of that underbone bike and the poor thing only had around 300kms on its speedometer.. whew! tough luck.

wonder what happened to the driver, huh?

Bruce Almighty

wow!!

this week was hell..

glad it was over.. after sweating it out under the sun, got a few things at work done.. happy me!

a few weights had been lifted off my shoulders.. i hope it'll be smoother next week.. ok, lemme try again... that i'll be even more brawny over whatever comes my way.. so help me God.

***

it's summer and so many invitations comin' my way... beach everywhere, huh?

nice.. nice..

last Sunday we did went to the beach "cos it's Easter Sunday and we really need to be at some beach" during that day.. well, i knew we were looking for trouble cos that's what millions of people think too... take a dip!

and so it was one helluva pain to look for a "decent" place to "sink and swim."

parking was heavy and some resort actually had to turn down many beach-goers cos they could not accommodate more people in..

we found one a few kilometers away from our usual beach destination.. kinda weird cos this beach isn't full yet.. i think most people don't know it's a resort as it had a peculiar setting... just.

anyway, lucky us... but we just settled for the "table and chairs" package as these SOB businessmen charges ridiculous rental fees during the season... dontcha just wanna bury those pricks, eh?

i'm a little picky when it comes to beaches... if it ain't deep enough or near-immaculate, i'd rather "people-watch" or just hang around drinking cheap brandy.. sooo much better, mate!

but what i really like is to island hop... the beaches on the other side are much clearer and if you opt to stop a few meters away from the shore, ocean deep, honey!

we didn't have that yet but i think before this summer's over, we'll most likely have done it.

***

i have standing invites from Sales to go out tonight in some "night swimming and drinking galore" but i'd most likely not butt in.. another invite from a good friend and one of our manager, Eugene, that we'd hit the beach tomorrow... of course, there'd be a lot of drinking rampage and excessive indulgence of food... knowing him, he just loves to eat you can tell just by looking at his humungous frame.. loony me, i'm unperturbed.

oh shit, i just elevated my "anti-social" status to a few notch higher.. whatever.

i guess this is it. my social life, as i had projected it, will continue to slip little by little until nobody gives a damn about inviting me.. oh, i didn't made it to my friend's wedding last month too.. great!!

talk about nosedive... pity.

sorry.. sorry.. sorry.. my sincere apologies to you all..

keep your parties up while i sulk in the gym... i want it, i like it, i meant it this way...

i'd like to hang around people who will accelerate my progress, not stand in my way. partying up (and the likes) will definitely hamper whatever growth i accrued..

hhhhmmmm... next thoughts please!

***

now for the gym story, i think i won a few fans yesterday when i started doing my thing.. hehe

particularly this Japanese guy who trains with his Filipina wife and some relatives.. he got the surprise of his life when i started benching 200lbs. and then right after, without taking a rest i hoisted the heaviest dumbbells up for my incline press routine... not only that, i went on to deadlift over 200lbs. and top it all doin' dumbbell rows! all this i did in almost zero to nil rest... how ya like that, huh?

he was pretty impressed he had to clap and cheer me up for my reps.. personally, i've been to many gyms before, but modesty aside, i have yet to see one who works out as hard as me... and, the results are coming in, baby!

i'm looking boxy these days...


Good Time = Just Messing Around


and then last night, i paid a visit to my barber.. the best part of our session usually happen towards the end as he usually gives me a nice "quickie" massage to my back and arms... whenever he does that he'd usually ask me if i'm still "working out."

to sorta give him a "good time," i'd usually say nope i've been off of it and all i've been doing is now "drink, dine and be merry..."

"you're kidding, right?" he asked after going through my arms.. i'm close to burst in laughter here but i had to hold it off... and when he pressed into my traps, i can almost hear him say, "you messin' with me, boy?"

anyway, he went on and even had the gall to ask me if i could flex my biceps.. i bet what's playing on his mind at that moment was what i'm saying couldn't be further from the truth.. and i sheepishly went on and gave him a fake squeeze.. damn, the prick ain't buyin' it.. haha!

note: after frying my biceps last Wednesday, it had grown wickedly big as of this writing.

so our session went on and he told me he had a size 16' biceps and i kept on patronizing him (for "good time" sake) that yeah, he's got some big bi's, eh! "mine is probably smaller than yours, Bruce..." i aversely told him. and he said, "your forearms are probably bigger than mine.."

Bruce.. Bruce.. you pansy! you have no friggin' idea what i do for pastime, bhoy!

here's a sneak peek, picture this: you'll be gasping for air, in pain, sweating like hell and it surely ain't fun most of the time...

but i do it anyway.

next time i get a haircut everything will be bigger and harder Bruce... and i'm still gonna give you s'more good time... heee heee heee

hope you're ready, homes!



but i dig thee great Bruce...




and my barber, Bruce...

they're both entertaining.

gross

still busy, homs..

am still trying to get my bearings with the added work i have to do.. not to mention, i'm still bangin' irons like hell.. i just scorched my biceps yesterday.. fried would be an understatement..

i'm still focused with all these training thingy.. this is definitely one area i can go on doing forever..

meanwhile, i am doing something nice but on the other hand i'm a total failure.. gotta get this balancing act together or it'll be a disaster in the making when the time comes... geez, you wouldn't wanna know the "juicy" details, i bet..

10,000 BC

haller!

haller!

haaaaaa!!

got to stay positive.. life's short, hombre!

tons of work ahead but this is my "drift moments" thus, this.

so many stories.. so little time..

the beach.. the tooth.. brandy bingin'... PC gamin'... dog playin'..

the list could go on forever, comrades!!

but later, alligator.. har! har!


do remember one thing:




life is good.

Happy Easter!

.... but on with the dramz..

baffled

today i'm gonna be calm.

i don't have a lot of words for you all.

i don't really feel like writing here.. honest.

i think i will be “lost in the vast abysses of space and time...”

i'm truly and honestly bored with work right now.. but i have to pay the bills..

i have to send my son to school..

i have to feed my family...

and that includes the dogs..

so even if i'm not happy with where i am now, i am stuck.

but...

"Success may be the ability to be happy with whatever we're stuck with." says Marilyn vos Savant

... in contrary, i'm no longer happy with my work... therefore, i'm a failure.

i just want to do something else now... something "i want" and "i like..."

"i love" is even better..

ahhhh, the dramz of life..

other than that, everything is still "normal.."

but...

"Normal is not something to aspire to, it's something to get away from." says Jodie Foster

oh life... is there anything out there waiting for me?

random thoughts 513th edition

first, the yummy!



Halo Gov. Eliot!!!

Halo New York!!!

***

it's weekend and this post is for the money shot..

ok, i have yet to earn some money from this... so, me, good luck!

***

this week had been pretty..

tough.

my job is gonna be tougher as the day comes by.. i expect a more gruesome days in the future it's gonna be bloody hell.. tell ya that!

but if it couldn't kill me, it should hardened me, eh?

i don't think i wanna say "bring it on!" anytime soon cos the last time i did that, some force of nature actually made it happened... this time i'd say, "gimme s'more strength, good Lord!"

***

i'm on my second week since i took a week off and i'm happy to report that everything is working out fine.. strength-wise it's all good and so are the joints, tendons and everything in between..

i discovered a new technique.. and i'm lovin' it!

but it's "top secret" as of the moment.

***

just to let you know (yet again), i don't forward forwarded messages especially those crappy ones that says if i don't forward it to ten of my friends i'll receive some bad luck... right. great. perfect. spamming. annoying.

comprende?

***

hhhmmmmm.. forums? i guess i got burned from it recently and i bet everyone who was with me in "that" forum also got burned.. once bitten, twice shy... or was it once bitten, get a shot? hhhmmmmm..

kinda. sorta.

i'm just gonna back away from it for a while... someday.. maybe..


***

yes, i hate it when this quote happens in a bad way, "when it rains, it pours." cos it's been happening lately to me.. the problems i'm having these days, you don't wanna know... i'm just gonna suck it up.. as always!

by the way, John Mayer is a deep man.. deep.. love that guy.. he's my man-crush!

there ya go.. an admission... i am ghey!!

kiss me quick! i'm harmless..

***

now, i really can't wait for this one...

Go Manny!!! Go Philippines!!




just.

It's never too late to be who you might have been. — George Eliot

got this from TNation today... i gotta ask, are you talking to me, sir?

i'm on the crossroads right now thinking and contemplating of my future.. i'm just waiting for the right moment...

pondering s'more..

24

so, here's how it all came down...

woke up around 4:40am.. took a quick sip of coffee.. i had everything i needed prepared the night before. all i need to do now is take a quick bath, dress up and well, get them all together.

5:15am.. it was still dark as our place isn't in a plush subdivision.. in other words, we don't have those dang lamp post like your place has.. anyway, i'm prepared to break somebody's face if someone dares... i guess they're too scared to try.. i'm scared of me either.. hehe.. joke.

just a few meters of walking, felt a pang of pain somewhere in my diaphragm.. you know, that kinda pain you get when you sprint but you're not used to running.. try that and you'll know what i mean..

anyway, it didn't go away.. but the pain was bearable as it didn't worsen.. just a bum feeling though..

man, my walkman phone ain't no good either.. something's wrong with the cable and it can only produce a mono music.. since i'm already ficked anyway, might as well get on with it and just finish the whole ordeal with whatever crap i'm dealing with..

around 6:18am i'm already halfway through.. my sweat's breaking out like hell... oh, i was wearing a jacket, by the way... and it's all sweaty now.

7am and it's not about to get easier.. it's an uphill battle royale, baby!

this is the time when i started to think about all the "why's" in the world i can muster and reasoned it out with me and myself...

why am i doing this crap?

why my friggin' left foot hurts when i'm wearing a supposed "balance" shoes?

why don't i just get a ride already and end the suffering?

why not stop for a few minutes and rest?

man, man, man!!!

WHY??????

.... and before i knew it, i arrived.

but since i didn't have my ride (a motorcycle, if you've been in the cave) and i thought i can still go walk, after office hours, i went on and walk some more.. what the heck, i already did the hard part, this should be a breeze, i thought.

it wasn't.

but i went on and finish my lenten sacrifice... yeah, now i understand why i'm doing this crazy sh!t! this is my sacrifice!!!


whoa!

now i can drink all the beers and gorge on some barbecues, roasted pig and eat 'til i drop, eh?

yeah right, like i would!

lesson learned:

one, don't be stupid walking around after you had leg exercise the day before... especially when it was a heavy session;

two, if you can, try not bring a lot of stuff with you.. it just make things heavier;

three, make sure you have a nice music player.. it gets boring out there;

four, keep your eyes on the road especially when you reach those traffic jammed area.. you could be side swept by those idiot and sleepy drivers, pun intended;

five, i'm really tired of giving you advices, so why don't you just go do it yourself and find out what you need and what's it like out there, huh?

my PC still sucks so that explains why this post is full of horse bleep!!

so, you feel me?

walking tall

updated

a couple of things:

first, i walked the talk... but as fate would have it my left foot suffered some blisters in the toe area.. hurt a bit but it didn't stop my resolve to continue with my quest... there ya go.. my contribution to clean and green environment.. so i didn't made it back and forth (home-office-home) but i walked all the way to SM from work! that is still an hour of walking through pain, my man... and i was right on the money when i estimated that it'll take two hours to complete the gruesome ordeal of walking from home to the office.. i am mighty proud of that prediction!

your turn, bubba!

second, my legs hurts now, thank you... it's either the walk caused it or it could be that i squatted "like there's no tomorrow," as my gym mates would call it, last Tuesday... i guess the leg work is the culprit behind the quad pains.. i hit it hard and heavy i was close to limping on my way out of the gym.. but that's just the way i roll there.. so sue me!

ok, not just a couple but more things, i suppose.

work is so much harder these days.. meaning, more work, more pressure, more stress... lesser time for "fun and play" and of course, still less wages..

my home PC is now ficked!

and so is my office PC... what more tragedy could possibly come my way, huh?

i'd love to talk s'more but as usual, i'm plagued with roadblocks after roadblocks... you have no idea how hard it is to deal with.. life without all these complication's gotta be boring.. so bring 'em on!

anyway, more talk later.

walk of life

*sneeze!!!*

well, that's all i have now.. but not totally one hundred percent yet.. better than being totally knocked on bed, eh?

anyway, i had my initial walking test last Sunday. what, you didn't know? i'm gonna walk from home all the way to work, health and weather permits, tomorrow morning!!

weeeee!!!!

it will be dub as, "A walk to remember.." booohooo!!! copycat!

heeee!!

but yeah, i initially tested my feet, the joints, knees and everything in my lower body.. that is, if i could sustain the whole ordeal.. i was walking from the Talamban church and was planning to cap 'em, the walking thingy, right at the door of SM Mall 'til wifey and the rest of my homie (this, i mean the people who lives in our home.. whatdyathink?) caught up with me in Subangdaku, Mandaue area.. well, they attended a mass, while i took a hike.. approximately one hour and thirty minutes.. that's what it took to get me from point A to point B.

everything checked out fine the next morning... no pain, no sore.. perfect!

given the distance of my workplace all the way from home, i'd probably complete it in about... uhm, two hours??

roughly.

but that's not all!

on my way home, i'm gonna walk again.. how you like that?

otherwise (meaning, some toenails got mangled or bones broke lose), i can always take the shorter route.. wifeys working place.. then, i could just ride along with her..

i'm really, really running low on gasoline money these days.. i could use the savings y'know.. besides, it's also my way of helping the environment.. clean and green baby!

ahhhh, whatever.

anyway, "A walk to remember.." will commence at zero five hundred hours (5am) tomorrow...

can't wait...

i'm so excited...

damn, i'm actually worried!

but i'm doin' it.

... as long as i'm alive

flu and fever caught me.. but i'm fine now..

*cough*

*cough*

*sniff*

*sniff*

yeah, never been better.. just like brand new..

*BIG CouGH!!*

anyway, the weather had been crazy the last few days.. i wasn't really thinking of me being hit by the bug.. ya know, all that workout, training and the supplements i've been popping.. i am invincible, homie!

err, at least, i thought i was...

still human here...

but, all that bed rest and just chilling out at home pretty much fixed me.. practically, with no medication whatsoever.. and yep, drank lotsa water too!

time to hit it cos tomorrow... it'll be a brand new day!

yawn..

IRON MAN

this should be fun...

taper down

today was "no lift day."

i learned my lesson the hard way... now, i'm very careful with my routine.. pacing.. bubba... that's what you call pacing.. besides, my quads, hamstrings and biceps are pretty sore right now.. they must be growing, huh?

but, i hit the abs instead. t'was a quick work, actually. i did a giant set all for abs alone.. leg raise, crunches, sit-ups, lateral bending, etc... in sequential order for three sets each..

tomorrow, it'll be all out again...

goof, signing out.

friend in deed

burp!!

just had my post workout meal.. whole wheat bread with peanut butter. yum!

since i started this whole training thing, i've been saying "No" more often to my friends' invites... to drink or dine.. whatever!

from then on, my cellphone's text messages from friends had been steadily dwindling.. of course, why would you wanna invite somebody, who declines most of the time, some "good time" trip, eh?

well, i expected that. in fact, i wanted that to happen.. and it did.

for the past few years, i've been on the other side of the "sphere" trying to discover what and how it is to be "Livin' La Vida Loca" kinda life.. but i got burned.. bored.. sick.. tired and felt empty living life like that.. i wanted some change.. a turnaround.. a new perspective.. a direction..

so thanks MTV for pimpin' my life!

haha!!

but yes, gotta thank all that happened before that made me decide to be where i am now.. it's not perfect and there's still a whole lot of work and kinks to iron out, but this is much, much better than where i was before wherein i've pretty much got myself into some deep, dark hole it was almost impossible to come out in one piece.. i'd like to believe that i am a survivor and i had come around just in time to save my sorry arse from self destruction.. thanks, good Lord!

nuff with the pep talk, sugar..

now, update for the second day of training.. wrist was awesome today.. did some beach workout.. gotta get those biceps up and growing.. worked the legs too.. t'was intense but had to keep myself in check all the time... i might overdo things again and hurt somethin'.. don't want that to happen this early.. keep it short and sweet.. that's my new motto.

yawn, time to be in the land of Nod, catch some shuteye, sleep like alogrocktop, sleep tight...


for tomorrow..



i will dine...















in the gym!!



wish my gym looked like that... but it's better that nothing, mimi..

gettin' down to business

finally, i came around.

uhm, in the gym?

i couldn't make it yesterday cos i lost a lot of time doin' some things "on the side." but today, i finally did. it went great as i didn't lose any strength whatsoever... the pain is gone and i did the whole session hard and fast!

i kept my sets to four and my repetitions were limited between five to ten... gotta save the joints, baby.. my idea before was do too much volume and repetitions so i could get some "cardio" while doing strength training... it was actually right in some way but i can actually do the same if i limit my rest and work antagonistic muscles in between sets.. i think i've discovered the right mix of doing things around the gym... thanks to the www...

more intense training comin' up in the days to come..

Heart and thoughts they fade... fade away

i sooooo love this!!

piercing

man, after brushing my teeth last night it pained and it didn't stop 'til hours ago... what the???

i'm never a fan of pain killers but i gotta pop one cos my head just ached like forever...

anyway, the long overdue and well-deserved break from the gym had to happened. i've been planning and planning and if my shoulder didn't send me some of those weird soreness signal, i would have continued plowing down those damn irons..

i hope the rest was enough for my shoulder and wrist joints to recuperate in time..

now, this is exciting...

whatever

Dental caries

earlier, i had a different kind of pain. my molar needs some repair.. while i'm at it, i had my teeth cleaned... feels free now with all the plaque and decay removed.. dang, it hurt a lot when the dentist did some drilling in there to sorta remove the rot/s in it... shesh, the pain was almost unbearable at first but later on it felt better.. gotta take care of your teeth, dawg or you'll end up like me, drilled!

shoulder's feeling better, thank goodness.. i was losing my patience a few days ago.. what the hell it would take to make the friggin pain go away, but, it's looking good now... i soooo miss the gym already.. can't wait to get down to business and chow down those irons.. for real.. dimwit!

come monday, i'll test the joints if its good to go.. just some light training and build my base from there... i know my legs are pretty strong so i'll probably hit 'em hard and good..

now, it's almost summer and i can't wait to see this...





















... in the beaches....


oh yeah!

makin' repairs..

how you like the new banner, eh?

still on "healing mode" these days... gotta take my time.. chill.. hibernate.. learn.. roll.. though patience isn't one of my virtues, now is the time to "practice" it.

more thoughts later.. my friggin PC here ain't no good for viewing.. just huge video display (icons, letters and graphics) cos our IT galz haven't found the damn driver of this relic machine... talk about low-tech and old school, hombre... this here fits the description...

tea time!

blogger, on.

it's tough these days... personally and physically, that is. oh, i'll have to keep 'em to myself at the moment.

my shoulder's prognosis (coming from yours truly, of course) ain't too good either. pain is still there but i believe it's slowly subsiding... i have faith it'll be healed and by monday i'll start grinding again, but i'll be wiser this time..

meanwhile, gotta deal with personal issues, bud.

off.

back burner

my right shoulder's pain hasn't gone away yet.. i dunno why.. shhoooo!!!

i guess now is the time to fall back a little bit. it's been almost a year that i have been bangin' iron practically straight up.. as in no break at all!

and now, the nagging pain hasn't subside yet... worst, i tried to swim a few laps in the pool earlier and i may have aggravated the darn injury s'more... talk about some tough luck, huh?

i'm looking at a week or two (please God not two weeks) of not lifting or doing anything to bug it, cos lately, it's really, really starting to annoy me.

i guess all that "300 Quest" has to take a back seat for now... so frustrating, tell you that...

i need to plan my gym routines so this chicken sh!t injury won't happen again in the future.. i think i'm doing too much overhead pressing for months now... my quest for a nice and shapely shoulders and chest burned me down in the end, i guess..

training instinctively, that was my program... i need to write it all down so i don't burnout again... strategize.. strategize.. strategize..

meanwhile, AaAaAaAaRrRrRrGgGgGgGg!!!!!!



yeah, it hurts like that.. ouch!

game over

i'm bored.

bored. bored. bored.

but maybe it's just today. i don't feel like posting anywhere.. heck, even reading can be monotonous...

but i'm happy to see this guy do front squatin' some friggin ridiculous weight.. gotta do that stunt someday...



oh well...

What's My Age Again?

this video spells F-U-N!!



just coolness.. to be out there running naked... must be, uhm, liberating, eh?

fiddle-faddle

hello..

anybody out there?

it's dark in here...

actually, i'm on "reading mode...."

not much to post..

my right shoulder is now in pain.. that's some news...

the wear and tear bug caught up with me..

like a million times already...

thanks to my new gear..

a wrist support..

i can pull things better in the gym now...

even some gym-ass' hair...

kidding...

i'm about to hit the sack...

... and i'm writing this stupid post...

got my biceps pumped to the max earlier...

so it'll look something like below in the future....




























aloha!!!

yesterday's workout was short but sweet. i should be doing that kinda workout in the future... got my chest, shoulders and triceps fried doing tri-sets.. shortened my rest periods and was in burst mode the whole time..

anyway, can't talk much cos i'm in the middle of a "situation" that needs to be dealt with accordingly... as in pronto!

so chao!

Our Song

my gosh!!

Taylor Swift is just sooooo b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l!!!



oh man.... what a babe..

Congratulations, anyway.

Singapore wins Amazing Race Asia 2

Singapore — The Chinese Gardens of the Lion City was the final pit stop of the race. Collin Low and Adrian Yap of Singapore wasted no time to reach it and step on the mat to become the winners of AXN’s The Amazing Race Asia Season Two.

Collin and Adrian ’s win made them instant celebrities here and also in the region. They also went home with the grand prize of $100,000.

Sisters Vanessa and Pamela Chong of Malaysia came in second, while favorites Marc Nelson and Rovilson Fernandez of the Philippines placed third. Marc and Rovilson’s placement was a victory in itself compared to country’s ninth and 10th ranking last year courtesy of Aubrey Miles and Jacqueline Yu and Ernie and Jeena Lopez, respectively.

***

was glued to my seat watching this one... i thought our team's gonna win it cos they were ahead right from the start of this last friggin' leg... only to get stucked in the last roadblock that had team Singapore, who were last to arrive in the location, figured it out easily... WTF??

GGgggggrrrrrr!!!! mapya!!!

Bubbly

i've been burning brows looking and searching for the title of this sweet and lovely sunofagun song... finally got it!

enjoy!



i have this fetish with girls who plays guitar... always blows me away..

TEARDROPS ON MY GUITAR

oooohhhhhh.... i love that guitar...



TAYLOR SWIFT

Say

saw the movie but heard the song month/s ago... nice!



heartwarming.. emotional.. dramatic.. adventure.. riveting..


just.

curtain call

whew!!

this week's far better than the other week.. my wrist is working fine and i've pretty load up on almost everything. my chins are getting stronger in terms of number of repetitions and i'd most likely work on it in the weeks to come.. months had passed, yet i continue to suffer muscle pain.. to me, that's a good sign that i'm progressing.. cos if it doesn't sore, that means i'm not doing enough.. nah, you wouldn't understand the logic behind the "pain and sore" thingy unless you're a man on a mission or you're trying to attain some personal goals like me... so, try or skip it, momma..

***

devoured seven eggs earlier... yuck!

but i gotta.. this is serious stuff.. do or die.. all or nothing.. no holds barred kinda stuff i'm entering into, baby!



maui's looking a lot closer to that labrador dog up there...

corny

fun!!

i'm having one... yeah, baby, yeah!

the lowdown, first.

went out with wifey last night.. had dinner in a Jap restaurant (no, it ain't fancy, nancy).. bought some cake for all of the household people to devour.. unfortunately, on our way home, the mini-van (which wifey drives all the time) was having some radiator problem.. worst, smoke started to come out from the rear... perfect.. just perfect.. a lovely Valentine's day in the making...

finally, it overheated and we had to find a place where we can leave it for the night.. what's even more worst, it rain hard and fast!

to make this tragic Valentine story short (cos i hate story-telling but i read a lot of stories) we ended up going home riding my motorcycle in the rain soaking wet all over... nice.

***

but it was still a good day considering how hard i worked my shoulders up... in fact, it was so hard i wanted a massage so badly i'd rather forego dinner.. and it was hard to find a place to dine at the mall.. it seems that all people have made prior reservations.. some had to queue in order to get a table.. wow, how romantic, love birds in candle lights?

but i gotta go.

more blahs later...

wassup with Valentine?

yeah, sorry i'm no hopeless romantic i couldn't care less with "Happy Hearts Day" mambo jumbo... no sir!

in fact i will be romancing the iron bars later... it'll be sweet, intense but heart pounding and downright cold.. one of the many cold valentines i'll ever have, actually.

how fitting, eh?

whatever.

***

got me some new gear this week. a lifting belt and a pair of wrist supports. considering my current lifts had been steadily growing i needed some safety gears to keep me off injury.. especially my spine and wrists.. my wrists had been nagging me lately, but there's no way it would stand in the way of my resolve - 300lbs baby!

i'm doing it and there ain't no way some sissy pain would hinder me in achieving this mission... not even some sexy gal with legs spread wide...noooo---oowww.. maybe when i'm done i could... y'know.. ahem.. ahem...



but not today, bimbo!

got more "Valentine themed" story to tell (like the one above) but i gotta go somewhere south.. my employer thought it'll be nice to send me there so i could do some dirty works for him and his friends.. that's what i do for a living, by the way.. it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it!




thanks to that image above, i am now inspired.. just perfect for Valentine's day!!



I...... wish you were here...




P.S.

my leg press hit the 665lbs mark just recently.. another milestone and a personal record broken.. whoa!

crazy-ness

oh man... dunno what to say except for some good ol' workout (again) i had yesterday.. still trying to recover and am pretty darn sure i'd feel a little drowsy later today...could use some kicker here to get me groovin'....

geee, tried something new and bhoy, when crunch time came, i was gassed. tri-set's a kickass! it's more challenging to do.. saved me some time too... but not that much cos i lingered a wee bit more to get s'more sets and reps goin..

what can i say? love the thought of holding on to those bars.. i feel invincible and i often get that natural high feeling.. ditto with snorting MJ's.. heaven beybee..

dumbbells are the staple of my workout on mondays... it's just B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L hoisting them up and down.. especially when i'm about to "devour" the heaviest of 'em all.. you feel me?!

delicious... exhilarating.. orgasmic... yum!! yum!! yum!!



it is as if i'm not hurting here... lol

A Super Sports Food

i'm obsessed with peanut butter. not only a good source of niacin, folic acid, phosphorous, and vitamin E, peanut products also contain significant amounts of phytosterols thought to protect against heart disease and cancer (got that from the web, thank you).

and it taste a whole lot better than your usual junk foods.. even with no sugar on it.

not to mention, a good source of protein for a gym rat like me.

how ya like that?

so now i'm reading all that i need to know how to make one of my own... i already knew how, though, thanks to that guy in Carbon market who pointed to me where's the best source of 'em... went there and watched how they mix 'em all up.. the peanuts (roasted in vegetable oil), some sugar, salt and well, margarine or butter.. your choice.. easy.

but still i want to make my own version.. one with my own concoction.. suited for my wants and needs... not too sweet.. salty.. oily (or buttery if you may).. just real peanut butter goodness..







there.

DOM

time to write some chicken shit post again... hah!

great!

fine.. fine!

well, i'm disappointed. two words: "do not over-promise, just over-perform." dang, that's seven words right there.

ok, time to get serious here. i'm disappointed i still haven't gotten my much-awaited-over-hyped-belated christmas gift yet. i'm trying to forget about it and my expectation had grown lesser and lesser as the days passed by.

whether it'll come at my doorstep anytime soon, your guess is as good as mine.

another setback happened just recently too. i ordered from a guy in Manila who was selling PureCEE. although he didn't promised he'd move heaven and earth to deliver the goods at the estimated date we've agreed, i expected that if it were to arrive off target, it'll slack just for a few days... not friggin' weeks!

but it happened... as shit always do..

anyway, i have to start from the scratch all over again... i need to contact his associate to get my supplements.. yadi yada... aaahhhhhhh... just pfhurrfect, fella!

newsflash: lower your expectation or you'd end up like Britney!

crazy.


***


some guy, actually, a very old farting DOM (dirty old man but digs teenage boys) who goes around the gym wasting half of his time looking at those teenagers' bodies and spreading gossips and lies to every dicks who'd rather "socialize" instead of exercise - got what he deserved.

he was telling people around that Rey (yep, that Rey guy who helped me a million times) is on Steroids. now, if i was guilty of doing something like that, y'know, being "juiced" by "something" that gives me some "out-of-this-world" strength and allows me to grow like those monster bodybuilder you saw in competitions, i wouldn't deny it. i'll admit at the very first instance you suspect i'm ON it.

but spreading vicious lies like that ain't good.. especially with people who bust their asses in the gym the "natural" way. Rey's legs and calves are puny.. they're frail.. no matter how heavy he squats and do calf raises, they don't grow a millimeter! maybe if he were on 'roids he might have grown a few inches by now already... but he's not.. cos he's not.. heck, i can even squat heavier than him, modesty aside.. he's been doing 200 lbs. ever since i saw him squatting, yet i just broke my personal record.

his body, therefore, is not proportional..


too bad for Rey... he heard all about the stupid gossip cos some boys from the hood spread it like wild fire..

so, this pervert DOM: marked.

yesterday, Rey quietly did his thing.. keeping his anger within.. minding his own business, working his sets.. he was doing rows while sitting on the floor... it was heavy... when this DOM walk by his station.. .

"so, you're using the floor doing rows now, eh?" the DOM blurted out.

"STEROIDS!!!!!!"



Rey yelled like a deranged man, let go of the handles thereby dropping the weights hard spiraling downward of the row machine...

"BaaaaaammmmmM!!!!"

"ClaaaanngggggG!!!

then flexed his muscles and show the DOM his angry lookin' face..

the pervert got the shock of his life.. walk away and tried to compose himself.. i guess he got the message later on as people inside the gym wouldn't wanna get close to him every time he tried to go near them.. it's like he contracted some kinda STD (sexually transmitted disease).. well, i guess most guys sympathize with Rey yesterday.. almost everyone hated that DOM.. he likes to give advices, tease newbies or fat people and makes harsh remarks of just about anyone even those guys he knew way back then.. talk about being "friends" when you're around but hits you when you're just relieving yourself.. haaaa!

what an ASS!

ok, this is too much for you.. gotta go now.. love your folks.. go home early... don't stay up late... drink your milk... don't eat fatty foods... exercise.. smell the flower.. work hard.. take a break... don't be late... keep yourself together...

yadi yada....

beer, i love.

yawn...

bored..

me.

i guess i spend too much time inside the gym, huh? haven't had the time to hang out with friends since the Sinulog festival.. well, Earl came by our house about two weeks ago and we had some cheap brandy while watching some DVDs.. concerts mostly.. Woodstock '99 was great.. lotsa booby flashing from the ladies in the crowd.. my, my.. i'm too darn innocent with these things.. as the cliché goes, ignorance is a bliss... indeed it is.

well, one reason why i haven't been going out is probably because i'm too focused with what i'm doing now.. after all, bangin' iron ain't easy just to waste 'em all to alcohol.. and alcohol hampers muscle growth.. not only that, i'm usually not able to perform well on the next day or i'd feel weak and drowsy... worst, unable to report for work.



so basically, sucking down on alcohol SUCKS!

but human as i am, i do need to go out sometimes, socialize with friends, enjoy the view and well, suck some beers to sorta, unwind..

thus, anytime tonight or tomorrow night, it'll be beerfest, suckers!


***

i'm really enjoying myself joining forums that are, well, away from "home.." if you catch my drift.

once i fired my first "salvo," it'll be the beginning of a beautiful journey for me... and all of these things i'm doing right now helps me a lot in my "new" passion.. bodybuilding.

each day, i learn new things and the knowledge i get had been steadily growing.. thanks, internet!

now, it's time to get down to business.

Zest up!

it was tough yesterday. i almost had an accident in the squat rack. good thing Rey was there to help me out and i pulled it through... thank goodness..

274 lbs. baby!

yep, i squatted 274 lbs. but i was spotted (helped) by Rey. i got to 250 lbs. on my own but since i wanted to max out swingin' i added 24 more pounds.

... and that's when things got a little crazy. i was trying to slowly elevate myself down but Rey tried to control the tempo.. he was moving a little too fast and i was caught off guard.. i practically released holding on to the bars as i was trying to balance myself at the bottom position.. man, that was scary!




well we came out in one peace so i'm happy to be alive.

after all that, it was like some blood-sucking vampire zapped all my energy i had to forego doing ab works..


my deadlifts are a bit mediocre.. but i'm working on it.. it's actually a win-loss situation.. you get stronger in one exercise but you lag on the others.. but it's better than nothing, i guess.

well, today i hit my back.. nothing spectacular happened.. this week, my workout had been average so far... sigh.

i guess it's mainly because i'm trying to work around the pain of my right wrist and i don't wanna aggravate its delicate condition..

anyway, i'm keeping my spirit up by reading some tough talk from the bodybuilding gurus... i could use the spankin' y'know..

on to more readings....

Confession: I Am Antifat

(got this from Chris Shugart's blog.. just cool how this guy writes.. my new "IDOL")




I'm a bad person.

I am. Bad, bad, bad. I suffer from a new type of prejudice. I'm mean and inconsiderate of some people's emotional needs. I propagate negative stereotypes. I'm inconsiderate, cruel and insensitive.

You see, I'm what they call. . . antifat.

I admit it. I'm against excess body fat. I'm one of those bigoted bastards who thinks being fat is unhealthy, so I'm lumped into the same group as sexists and racists.

The other day I suggested to a fat person that perhaps a grilled chicken breast, steamed vegetables, and unsweetened tea would be a healthier lunch than a plate of deep fried flour, a side of transfat, and a glass of sucrose.

Clearly, this was a form of hate crime. I might as well have burned a cross in front of a black church, beat up a gay guy, or kicked one of Jerry's kids. I'm antifat, and that's apparently just as bad.

I didn't know I was antifat until I read a new study presented at the ACSM's Annual Meeting. In the study, 317 kids between the ages of 11 and 16 were surveyed about their attitudes toward fat people.

These middle-schoolers were of the opinion that fat people consumed too many calories, ate too much junk food, and didn't get enough physical activity. They also said that fat people were less healthy than leaner people. The study's author noted that negative attitudes and stereotypes develop at a young age and something must be done to curb this antifat behavior.

This would probably be a bad time to propose my theory for ending world hunger: grind up obese North Americans, make them into a delightful summer sausage, and feed them to starving Ethiopians.

Yes, I'm a bad person.

I used to be a fat person too, but in an act of self-hatred and auto-discrimination, I lost the excess lard. In a subsequent string of antifatism, I started lifting weights and eating lots of healthy foods. Then, in an effort to recruit more people into the antifatist regime, I started writing articles about how to lose fat, build muscle, get strong, and live longer.

Adolf Hitler, eat your little black heart out.

I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to cure this antifat disease. Maybe I need counseling. Maybe I need an intervention. Maybe I need sued by NAAFA. Maybe I need to develop a fat fetish and become a chubby chaser.

Or perhaps the best solution is to just get fat again. Even fatter than before if possible. Because honestly, this eating clean, training hard, and having self-discipline thing takes work sometimes. It sure would be easier to eat crap, avoid moving around much, and bitch about discrimination when I couldn't fit into a seat at the movie theatre.

It's tough though. It's hard to give up my antifatitude. I just feel really good being lean. I'm healthier, I'm happier, I perform better, I'll live longer, people treat me better, and I have a lot more sex now.

But I'm going to work on it. I'm joining a support group that meets at McDonald's every day at lunch. And at dinner. And three times a week at breakfast. The first step, after fortifying yourself with a Triple Thick Shake, is to admit your problem:

"My name is Chris and I'm antifat. But I haven't used the word 'fatty' in 13 days now. And this morning I ate a box of Lucky Charms with chocolate milk poured over the top. My doctor said I could develop Type 2 diabetes in another year or two if I work really hard at."

Then everyone says hi and claps for me.

Yes, I'm a bad person. But I'm getting better. I really am.

swim to sawa

30 laps!

haha! how you like that, eh?

got me a new gear... a pull bouy. that's the thing you put in between your legs so you don't have to worry about kicking hard to stay afloat..




it's good cos i can now swim continuously as i'm able to manage my oxygen use efficiently.. i think this is gonna be a routine now every Sunday.. swim hard!

Neil loves to swim and he can only get better in time..

***

sister called earlier and she's got some good news.. but we'll talk all about it tomorrow..

Andrea

i love you!!

here's my current internet connection speed..



as usual, good job, Globe!

it's been over a year now but your service still sucks!

it's like having a dial-up connection again... wooohhhoooo!!!

they keep enticing people to avail of their "promo" practically anywhere.. at the mall, to the streets, villages, etc. but hey, they're not working to improve their connections.. it's been downhill for me since the beginning.. you have no idea how crappy the service/s i'm getting from them...

just one of the thousands of disgruntled customer here.

抱一線希望

it's war!

me and wifey had a row last night.. sorta shouting match.. she started it and i'm really not the kind who would sit silently while being shouted at... especially when my testosterone levels are down... i could really flare up in a snap.. gotta watch my temper... tsk.. tsk.. i think i kicked and broke something..

but it's over now.

in fact she's being "nicey-nicey" again this morning.. she wanted me to go to their town's fiesta (where she's born and her momma lives) cos she invited some friends and they will be there to "videoke" the night away... and they needed a clown in the person of moi... joke.

but you know i hate going to fiesta's. i'm not thrilled to eat some crispy skin of a roasted pig.. or those fatty fried whatever that are rich in bad cholesterol and trans-fats.. no buddy i ain't shoving those to my mouth.. i'd rather have that bland taste of boiled eggs or some protein shake than any of those they cook during parties.

they all left last night in order to prepare.. must be grand, eh?

while i'm left all alone to fend for the house.. sweet.

good thing my best bud left me with some DVD's. live concerts of REM, Bryan Adams, Eagles, etc.... damn, it's good!

even though all alone and only the dogs as my company, the cheap brandy helped me sleep like a baby.

anyway, i just hope wifey wouldn't insist on making me go to that darn fiesta... please NO!




that's US right there... Neil singing his favorite "The Day You Said Goodnight" while i hold the mic... just a li'l over the edge.. if you know what i mean.. of course, there's wifey.. enjoying...

flyover yo!

still tired today... am still reeling from yesterday's gym work.. woke up early cos i don't wanna be caught in the traffic mess with the construction of a new flyover in our area.. as if it's not challenging enough already weaving through traffic these days they had to up the ante and make it more excruciating, eh?

whatever the "F" ever...

i wish my job starts around 9 or 10am.. then, i shouldn't be rushing early for work and i can go on canoodling my pillows and bed... i could use the beauty sleep y'know.

i hope by gym time i can shake off the weariness and go all out once more for the last workout of the week... and may the black knight emerge from the ruins of the battle... victorious!

just psyching myself up, nerdy!

could use some peanut butter right now...



you have?

.

i had a great shoulder workout earlier... man, my delts (deltoids) are getting meaner every week... good thing, my mentor, Rey, was there.. i was able to max-out my military presses thanks to him... he spotted (assisted) me on my last set..

my traps looked sensational.. no kidding.


and the downer...

my right wrist is starting to nag me again.. it started hurting when i did some "beach workout" yesterday.. y'know, all that curl exercises in order to grow some biceps.. i did all that and really push it a trifle too much.

i would love to go on but i'm tired and hungry and i miss my bed so much... so if you'll excuse me... i gotta get my... hhhoooooo.. hhuuuummmm..



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curve ball

yesterday's back and leg exercises was a bum.

sigh.

i had to blame the damn fat burner i recently been popping... i wanted to supercharge my metabolism, that's why. anyway, i knew from the start it contained a good amount of caffeine extract on it but i thought i could handle the occasional jitters and palpitations.. i'm pretty fit you know..

wrong.

just two tabs (took them hours apart) and it caused me a lot of those mentioned above. worst, i had one helluva sleepless night, later.. so the day after, i was a walking zombie..

now excuse me for bragging, but rain or shine, hot or cold, good or bad mood, feeling well or unwell, it's almost always all-or-nothing when it's time for gym work.

tried to get through the day feeling light-headed.. maybe if somebody bumps me off my tracks i'd fall off my feet in a snap.. but i was hoping that whatever "bad" i was feeling, it wouldn't be the same at the gym, afterwards.

wrong again.

went in feeling a tad off.. but i tried... my mindset, even though my body wasn't jiving in, was still in all-or-nothing mode. i finish all my back routine, but my leg workout had to take a little back seat... i still managed to salvaged the important legs exercise, the squat.



my mind was pretty ON but my body was a little late in terms of reaction... just so un-me.

later in the evening, i slept like a log..

anyway, i've been banging it hard and heavy in the gym for eons now.. i have to consider yesterday's session as my "de-loading day."

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i just realized how important it is having some sorta cardio sessions once in a while.. take it from me.. i've been a gym rat for almost a year (on and off prior to that) now, but my oxygen at the pool last Sunday was just lousy.. of course, equating swimming and bodybuilding is like comparing apples and oranges.. no sir, that cannot be!

it's a good thing i enjoy doing both.. now, i can have my cake/s and eat them too!

want some?



yep, that's a cake, bozo!

hayahay

10 laps.

that's all i can do in that 50 meter pool.. it's not even a continuous swim.. i was panting for air every time i bob my head up right there in midst of the pool trying painfully to reach to the other end.. kah! kah! kah!

i think i'm gonna pass out already looking for that marker.. y'know that T-shape line you see at the start and end of the pool.. man, it was hard.



going forward i did freestyle.. going back, breast stroke.. but it was fun. Neil had a blast.. he's getting gutsier each time as he is starting to swim on his own without anyone's supervision.. not in the kid's pool, by the way, but the Olympic's... so did wifey and his bro.. one thing about swimming that i like, is you'd definitely feel the burn after an hour.. soooo hungry already!

looking forward to next Sunday's. i should do better by then.

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there's sooo much "love" going on in the air at the office, right now. the new guys and gals (some are veterans) are falling on each other.. the placebo effect is on the works these days...

count me out. been there, done that. it ain't good for the health tell you that.. it's risky, distracting and a big no, no for most of company's policy..

oh, i get it. it's almost Valentine's Day and everyone's scampering for a date... people just gotta have one, huh?!

if you think it's worth the risk, then by all means, go for it, tiger!

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just had a talk with my sis yesterday about my plan to do some business.. she was supportive.. when she gives the green light, it'll be ON. here's hoping fervently...

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for the strong images....

nobody messes with these girls!







lovely, isn't it?

BJ Penn vs Joe Stevenson

wanna see some bloody face?

just like in The Matrix movie wherein Morpheus had Neo choose between the blue pill or the red pill...

so, i'm saying to you now... take the blue pill which is you choose to ignore the video below... or take the red pill... and see a lot of reds later... haha!

Joe Stevenson being pummeled by no less than the best, BJ Penn



bloody mess, eh?

Three Little Birds

just watched I am Legend and this song reminds me of the days we used to own a bar somewhere.. we always played reggae music before anything else...