TRT…T-?

The good doctor has approved me for TRT. I will share the journey.

Where to begin? I had a doctor’s appointment today (2, but we will get to my regular doctor later.)

I’m going to share it all…so here goes…

Total Testosterone 19.4 nmol/L
Free Testosterone 311 pmol/L

Both of these numbers are 100% normal for a 54-year-old man. These days, you don’t have to be 54. You could be 30…you could be 20.

I think I’ll aim for 20, see how that goes, and backtrack if I need to. I figure I have 20-25 good years left, considering my most recent blood test, and I want to be the best 70 year old I can be.

That means staying active with good, strong bones and reasonable muscle mass.

Which brings us to T minus. I’ve been approved for TRT, my order is placed, and I’m pretty sure next week I’ll be starting at some point.

Let’s talk about the “steroid” implication of doing TRT. The regular meat head you see at the gym on gear is hitting 10,000 ng/dL. I’m currently at 560, and I’m trying to get to between 800 and 1000. If I hit 1000, I think they would remove me.

So not 10,000. Not full meathead with balls like raisins. Just a little bump to get me back to 20 years old.

That will have to come with the gym, nutrition, and other good life choices.

Choices, life is all about them.

and now….the weather…

I haven’t bothered anyone for a weigh-in. I wasn’t planning on doing this tonight, but the Canadians are doing so well at the juniors…why not?

Krista purchased a scale and offered 164.8. I think there is room for improvement here.
Jeremy is on the island trying to figure out how to tie a bread knot.
Russett isn’t sure he wants to be famous again, it took years before a search for his name didn’t bring a link to the man blo. I’ve reposted some of the manblog from 2014…russett was under 200 and I was 250.
Image a time when russett was trying to drop weight from 190!
TBag…cleared out the cabinets of anything unhealthy…she ate it.
Slab…things are quiet with slab….I bet she ate a pie.

Since we last spoke, I made a turkey, had fam dinner, made turkey soup, ate leftovers, lifted…twice..hit the sauna, vacuumed and washed the floors….again…I’m addicted…and was prescribed Testosterone.

The Quote of The Day:

But my music
It don’t heal me no more
It got twisted and mangled
For some bills on the board

My new favorite song.
I’m stuck in the best space I’ve found myself in years…and I have no idea what the hell is going on.

I will focus on Charlotte and myself, get us both in a better place….
….I do see a bit of….it….around the edges….I’ll manage it.