Father’s Day
I have raised a few kids…….
215.4 this morning….Friday….where were we? It’s been a big week….lots of fun…some reminiscing…
Let’s start with a look at the past.
Since last Friday’s manblog, I have had a chance to revisit.
As luck would have it I was having a discussion about how things have been….the past 12 years.
This, while I was cleaning a shelf in my house….a pointless and old-fashioned curio at the end of my upper cabinetry.
This collection of items…existing in a space I don’t care for…the shelves I don’t like, the content… is all Ev’s, other than one item.
These shelves….abandoned for years….things I love to touch and think about.
As I took down each item and discussed what it was, what it meant to Ev, to me, and what it couldn’t be for so many years…
What I couldn’t be….for years.
The time I spent when I was not permitted to be me….a robot…and surrounded by robot insults….not permitted to be passionate….not for life….not for your children…not even for the day….have passion dedicated to one thing. Any emotion outside of that would be answered by an insult…towards me…Charlotte…Ev…
You permit it…hoping it will empower the other person to feel better…get stronger….but it just makes things worse…
Stronger…not permitted……
I have a photo of myself…..
To get from left to right takes me a month, 6 weeks tops.
don’t eat cheezies….and the house…215. eat cheezies…then the house…220….230…240…250…
I have to work hard at eating to get fat. I have a pretty good metabolism, but I also eat a lot of chips and ice cream.
As usual, this blog has dragged through the weekend…it’s now Sunday morning. Last night I had chips, a bowl of Greek yogurt and berries, and ice cream. 217 when I woke up.
All I need to do is not eat frigin chips for 2 weeks and I will get to 212…starting now……..
Back on the topic I wanted to get to…not only was I not permitted to be me, feel, discuss…etc….I wasn’t permitted to work out.
I was insulted regularly for being fat…but told not to work out alone….and…never joined to work out….A bottle of white wine and a handful of ounces of bourbon don’t see the princess waking up early to lift….
And here is the thing….I could be this, what I am right here and now, at any and all times….I just needed to be with someone who would support the effort…or better yet, put myself first once in a while and demand my own time….stop bending to everything…
I enjoy lifting…. It’s easy for a guy like me. I’m an easy gainer with a strong bone structure. I can pack on and support muscle. Sitting here now, I have pushed it a bit.
easy peasy.
I am lifting really heavy weights. Every lift hurts. The thing about lifting really heavy weights…your body reacts…you build muscle. I can see changes weekly. The issue is that soft tissue doesn’t keep up. Right now I have a few aches and pains….my right bicep has been going downhill for a month and is going to give up on me if I don’t give it a break….
This week….I take off. I can’t flex without pain, time for a week off. Maybe get some km’s under my feet….ya….a week of sprints, 1 and 1s. See how that goes.
Those skinny guy shorts in that photo up there, I am wearing them now. They are the smallest pair of shorts/pants I own. 95% of the shorts/pants I currently have a falling off of me…I look like an idiot wearing them…and I am going to put them in a bag shortly.
Shirts? I have dozens of beautiful shirts in my closet….T-shirts…geez…100?
I’m a t-shirt kinda guy…and shorts…I hate pants…actually…I’m not a fan of clothing, society forces me to wear the stuff…
But…dress shirts. I have a dozen or so XL-sized shirts. A few of those fit reasonably; those are probably a slim fit XL. That sort of means I spread a button up top of I move my arms around, and the belly portion only has enough room for 2 of me. There are a bunch of XL shirts that are like tents on me now. Not so much at the shoulders but around my waist…just too much material. Enough extra material for another shirt!
T-shirts…I don’t own a single t-shirt I can’t wear. I have oodles of shirts, XLs…that I used to stretch the belly portion with my hands to wear comfortably. Those are now tents….but…I need to stretch out the shoulder section. My stomach area now fits comfortably in a large T….but everything above my belly is painted on…chest, shoulders, and arms….paint. I have to stretch out the shoulder section to fit into them.
Of course…this is a better problem to have than to have to stretch out bellies….
Really heavy weight….and ChatGPT has told me to stop following my AI workout. It says to bump the weight up now, skip the apps progression…a waste of time.
So I shop for my gym equipment, and I need to buy dumbbells from 100-120. I think my goal right now is to bench 150 pound dumbbells. I’m confident I could push the 120s now…a few lifts…But I don’t own them. I rather not get a movati membership, deal with the drive and the patrons, just to get a set of 120s in my hands.
I’m going to start renovating the house…the entire thing. I’m doing a new kitchen design now. I’m going to swap all the flooring in the entire house, hardwood/tile on the top 2 floors, carpet, and some sort of workout flooring for the basement.
The basement is currently a disaster…a 2-bedroom sort of thing with a workout room….I’m going to make it a bit more of a Victor cave. One of the bedrooms will be a workshop. The other rooms will be opened up to create a large gym area. I am going to redo the bathroom/sauna area. Make a nice spa-type setup…a new shower…make that space inviting and relaxing.
I want to change my kitchen config…working on that now…and…I own a cabinetry company…so I can create a beautiful area there for very reasonably.
That’s my year laid out…live large, the cobra engine is going back together today…it is Father’s Day after all…hockey is about to start back up…I have my ski pass for next winter, getting back on the snowboard…have our xmas vacation to Mexico in order…I was so worried about how all of this would unfold 6 months ago….
…You fall in love with yourself, your life, and you appreciate the things that make you happy…….
And Now…The Weather…
YogaJen…is that close?….has offered
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Currently waiting to get my hormones checked so I can start testosterone and estrogen. Maybe that will help with my gains, fatigue and with chronic pain…. Not much to update. Workouts happen every day, food is being managed as is my time.
I hate getting my blood drawn…. Hurts.
……Ok so let’s add to the story. Last night my friend talked me into going to an Ecstatic Dance event. It’s basically dancing with a DJ without the bar scene of drinking and picking up. 2 hours of wild sweating dancing and joy. Sounds good right…. All good until the end when a group hug was suggested…. The DJ/guide even called it a cuddle puddle…
. I backed out and he was like “we’re doing a group hug” I responded with “I’m uncomfortable with that”. Then my friend and I snuck out quickly…. The dancing and cardio were great until shit got weird. Happy Friday!!!
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Not much of a weigh-in…but the story was good!
Krista…where did I put that tape measure…….
Krista is back at soccer…making new friends! A bit of sweat looks good on her.
Now all we need is a weigh-in and some measurements.
My friend Krista is starting to get back to some better habits…and she almost made it by for a drink, someday soon.
The future is going to be great!
Pumper….offered:
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Home this week to essentially unpack from last week’s MB trip and repack for next week’s trip to BC. Weight has been up and down, and that will likely continue next week with another week of restaurant meals…Hoping to make it to the gym a few times, and to that end, I’ve reached out to an instructor friend there and promised to go teach with her…so now I have to make it! Now is it too much to ask to have an entire weekend without rain?!
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and 191.6
Pumper’s body seems to really likes to hold onto the 190s…you are going to have to push below that the same way I need to push to get below 215 steady….
Let’s do it next week!
TBag…like some of us here, the T has some insecurities…I do hope she went with the summer dress this weekend…
She offered 142.4, and this one small issue…
I think these are from Hallville? I may have to drive out there….
The Bag feels like she needs Therapy….we all need therapy kiddo…I have done plenty…
Doing therapy is always a good decision, you will find out things about yourself you have overlooked, disregarded, burried and more…and you can work on them.
Suds is holding steady at 174 pounds….BUT….
She has been paddling her butt off prepping for dragonboat. I’m sure she has swapped out a couple pounds of chub for muscle.
She says
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174 pounds and holding. Feeling stronger than ever. Should be interesting to see after I drop the water off of my muscles. Lots of hard workouts leading up to the dragon boat competition this weekend!
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Jeremy offered:
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Did another manly basket weaving course, great fun.
Stain Glass next weekend and a big pow wow in Wiki this weekend – the island has so much to offer if you are willing to look.
And! This bad boy showed up today, planning sight lines down to the lake and sunset.
I am a happy boy.
In the gym 5/7, loving every minute.
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Weighing in at 205 and offering a great collection of pics.
Things look pretty good for J these days, and what I wouldn’t give to weigh 205!
Russett and Hottub…..
nothing from either of these 2….HT did offer a pic.
Slab…battling a sore back….
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fought hard and pain for today’s hamstring/glute workout.
123.1 this morning. Went Monday 127lb to 123.1 today.
Injured my back on front squats at around age 37? Well over a decade later…it’s a constant reoccurring issue. Back strain so often I barely know what it feels like to move like a healthy person. And yet we grind. Push weight, push ourselves, to be better, to be stronger. Being never satisfied – seems to drive us rather then tear us down.
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….I don’t think there was a picture I had to match…..
Yours Truly…saw 215 several days this week…woke up this morning at 217 with a huge bowl of cheesies, ice cream…and other unmentionables eaten.
I am going to take a couple days off the weights, see how the arms and shoulders recover.
Will do peptides all week, stay off the booze…and have no chips…
The Quote of the Day
“If you get on the wrong bus, be sure you get off at the first stop; the longer you stay on, the more the return trip will cost”
Lucky for me…I know how to get back to where I belong….
Here I am…healthy, strong, successful….I made this happen…I have been working hard at making every aspect of my life the very best it can be.
….I am just getting started….the rest of my life I refuse to give up on me….
…now I will get the rest of my space in order…
…perfection…nothing less.
Because I share everything….and I’m not going to become more religious….I have never read the bible from front to back….
I’m giving it a go….I’m sure I’ve read worse.
I love your face.
