So, I just ate some pretty burnt chicken. It was alright. Anyways, I just wanted to let you all know how right I was about my goal in my previous post coming true. So today is about six days later and I have not yet even attempted to run a mile once, however, I did get a seven dollar haircut which made my body look slimmer. Also, I went to the doctor to check out how my elbow was doing. He said I shouldn't lift for four weeks. FOUR WEEKS! That is so incredibly long. I was thinking about just going to the gym and working out only 3/4ths of my body for the next four weeks. I wonder how that will turn out. The thing about lifting (at least for me) is that it is very sad when you can't lift what you lifted in past. Not making improvements is always a bummer but un-improving is just depressing. It's kinda like going to Vegas and winning a shit load of money and then losing it all and more before you go home. Anyways, I have a feeling these next four weeks is gonna suck.
So, anyways shout out to AY and everyone else for coming out to my birthday and Eunice for planning it. I had a splendid time. SPLENDID!!!!! I feel kind of old now since there is nothing really left to look forward to besides turning 25 so I can rent a car. But at the same time, I still feel really young since it is now the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I'm pretty excited to get out there and become rich and more awesome. I'll let you know how it goes.
Here is where I would post a joke I made up, but I don't have one.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
fatboy
Hello boys and girls! YES! It is that time of the year again. The moment you have all been waiting for has finally come. It is time for me to make another unrealistic goal to become not fat in a unrealistic amount of time. Yes, out of the 40 or so posts I have made in this blog, I'd have to say at least 10% of them involve new year resolutions, new life changes, etc. etc. of lists of goals of me trying to lose fat, or doing activities that would lead to losing fat. Only this time, I am almost entirely sure that it won't happen. But, I really really really do not want to turn into a true fatass like Chris Huang so I will try my best.
Ah... I remember the good old days when I used to be skinny. I was always a super skinny kid growing up. I remember looking at fat people and wondering how and why they let themselves get so fat. I never thought it was possible for me to get fat. Sadly, I was very wrong. I still remember the week where my belly first started protruding. It was my second year, winter quarter. I had just come back from winter break and had brought a lot of Costco goodies back with me. I decided it would be a good idea to drink a 40 pack of capri-sun in four days. It was not. My metabolism has never been the same since then.
I figured now would be a great time to start doing some cardio since I think I may have tore something in my elbow. Yes, sadly, I am now unable to do any sort of pressing because my elbow is suffering from excruciating pain. Too bad, since I was definitely on my way to kicking Kevin's ass at maxing out in every lift possible. (See Below). Anyways, so for my new (and realistic) fat-loss plans, I will be planning on running 1 mile every other day and slowly increase the pace until I can once again run a 7:30 mile. Then I will slowly increase the distance. Yes, I know I can't run for shit anymore but I gotta start somewhere. As for dieting, I don't really see myself doing any of that in the near future so... I'll just not plan anything for now. Anyways, I'll keep you posted on how this goes. I'm pretty sure it will only last for about two weeks though.
Ah... I remember the good old days when I used to be skinny. I was always a super skinny kid growing up. I remember looking at fat people and wondering how and why they let themselves get so fat. I never thought it was possible for me to get fat. Sadly, I was very wrong. I still remember the week where my belly first started protruding. It was my second year, winter quarter. I had just come back from winter break and had brought a lot of Costco goodies back with me. I decided it would be a good idea to drink a 40 pack of capri-sun in four days. It was not. My metabolism has never been the same since then.
I figured now would be a great time to start doing some cardio since I think I may have tore something in my elbow. Yes, sadly, I am now unable to do any sort of pressing because my elbow is suffering from excruciating pain. Too bad, since I was definitely on my way to kicking Kevin's ass at maxing out in every lift possible. (See Below). Anyways, so for my new (and realistic) fat-loss plans, I will be planning on running 1 mile every other day and slowly increase the pace until I can once again run a 7:30 mile. Then I will slowly increase the distance. Yes, I know I can't run for shit anymore but I gotta start somewhere. As for dieting, I don't really see myself doing any of that in the near future so... I'll just not plan anything for now. Anyways, I'll keep you posted on how this goes. I'm pretty sure it will only last for about two weeks though.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Thomas sucks at driving
So my roommate rear-ended me the other day. Yes, we were both driving home and I decided last-minute that I was not going to not run a yellow left turn while he decided that he was going to. It's too bad I was in front of him. Luckily, neither of us really give a shit about our cars. We didn't even get out to assess the damage. The people at the intersection must have been really confused, because all I did was stick my head out the window and laugh at him. Anyways, if you ever see Thomas, be sure to tell him what a shitty driver he is.
I really was never the type to care about nice cars or name brand stuff or anything like that. Partly for reasons like this; I don't have to worry about messing it up. But mainly, I don't really care for expensive things because it makes no sense to me. I mean, if you are a millionaire or even a hundred-thousandaire then, by all means, buy whatever you want (because I will when I become one), but if you are still living off your parents or just barely getting by on your own, I don't really see the point in owning three hundred dollar sunglasses, four hundred dollar jeans, or seven hundred dollar purses, watches, shoes, etc. Yes, I will agree I have always been pretty cheap and didn't like to spend money, but it still doesn't make sense to own a bazillion dollar sunglasses (unless you can truly afford it). It's not like they block out UV rays any better than seven dollar ones do. If I was gonna buy sunglasses for over a couple hundred dollars, they better have x-ray vision or help me fly or some shit like that.
And really, people want to buy name brand shit so they can show it off. And what does that accomplish? Nothing really... except for announcing to the world that they can afford over priced stuff. And once again, if you can, that is really great, but if you can't, then please tell me why. Why would you buy it? And I have a feeling most people our age, or at least my age and younger, can't. (And I'm not talking about your spending dad's money)
I really was never the type to care about nice cars or name brand stuff or anything like that. Partly for reasons like this; I don't have to worry about messing it up. But mainly, I don't really care for expensive things because it makes no sense to me. I mean, if you are a millionaire or even a hundred-thousandaire then, by all means, buy whatever you want (because I will when I become one), but if you are still living off your parents or just barely getting by on your own, I don't really see the point in owning three hundred dollar sunglasses, four hundred dollar jeans, or seven hundred dollar purses, watches, shoes, etc. Yes, I will agree I have always been pretty cheap and didn't like to spend money, but it still doesn't make sense to own a bazillion dollar sunglasses (unless you can truly afford it). It's not like they block out UV rays any better than seven dollar ones do. If I was gonna buy sunglasses for over a couple hundred dollars, they better have x-ray vision or help me fly or some shit like that.
And really, people want to buy name brand shit so they can show it off. And what does that accomplish? Nothing really... except for announcing to the world that they can afford over priced stuff. And once again, if you can, that is really great, but if you can't, then please tell me why. Why would you buy it? And I have a feeling most people our age, or at least my age and younger, can't. (And I'm not talking about your spending dad's money)
Thursday, June 10, 2010
SUP
Hi all,
Let's start this post out with a joke.
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Koreans
Koreans who?
Koreans beat their wives.
Haha, Yes, I made that up myself, after I even typed the sentence "Let's start this post out with a joke."
Anyways, sorry I haven't posted for a while. Nothing particularly funny or exciting has happened to me and I couldn't really think of anything worthy of posting. I actually don't really have anything to talk about right now but I decided to write this post since a couple of people have been urging me to update my blog. I don't know why but when people make references about stuff I post on here, I feel a little happy inside.
On another note, I have been unemployed for about a month now (but not for much longer) so I have had a lot of time to go to the gym. I feel so much better about myself now that I have been lifting seriously again. Anyways, about three or four weeks ago, I was at the gym and haven't tested my maxes for a while, so I decided to test out my max deadlift. In case you don't know, deadlifting kind of makes a lot of noise when you put the weight down after the set, especially if the floor isn't padded. So I was warming up and stuff and I was kind of making a lot of noise and was feeling a bit embarrassed because I didn't want to seem like I was purposely throwing weights down. Also it was my first time in that particular gym. Anyways when I finally got the weight up to what I was trying to lift, I was totally trying to pump myself up, so I was breathing all hard with eyes closed and kinda whispering to myself. I seriously did that for about five whole minutes because I was kind of doubting myself was really nervous. From an third person view, I will completely agree that I looked really fucking gay, but it was very necessary. Anyways, I could tell people were starting to kinda stare me from the corner of their eye. When I FINALLY felt ready to lift, I reached down, grabbed the bar and pulled as hard as I could. And....the weight doesn't even move. Not even an inch. It was like I was trying to pick up something that was nailed to the ground. My god, I felt so shitty and embarrassed. I seriously spent like 15 minutes warming up and pumping myself up. After that, I just decided to rack my shit up and go home. Haha. Trust me, it was a very depressing drive home.
Anyways, I feel so much better now after this month. I also talked to this guy who told me he tests his maxes every week, which kind of sounds like a good idea to me. I've been testing them like every 3 months (and not seeing great results). I'm gonna start doing that at least every other week.
Here are some realistic 1 rep max goals for myself 8 weeks from now: (second week of August)
Squat: 335
Dead: 435
Bench: 325
Clean: 200 (just started)
Anyways hopefully I can reach those.
Hello Kevin Vu if you are reading this. I posted this up just for you to see so you can try to beat me. Keyword: try
Let's start this post out with a joke.
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Koreans
Koreans who?
Koreans beat their wives.
Haha, Yes, I made that up myself, after I even typed the sentence "Let's start this post out with a joke."
Anyways, sorry I haven't posted for a while. Nothing particularly funny or exciting has happened to me and I couldn't really think of anything worthy of posting. I actually don't really have anything to talk about right now but I decided to write this post since a couple of people have been urging me to update my blog. I don't know why but when people make references about stuff I post on here, I feel a little happy inside.
On another note, I have been unemployed for about a month now (but not for much longer) so I have had a lot of time to go to the gym. I feel so much better about myself now that I have been lifting seriously again. Anyways, about three or four weeks ago, I was at the gym and haven't tested my maxes for a while, so I decided to test out my max deadlift. In case you don't know, deadlifting kind of makes a lot of noise when you put the weight down after the set, especially if the floor isn't padded. So I was warming up and stuff and I was kind of making a lot of noise and was feeling a bit embarrassed because I didn't want to seem like I was purposely throwing weights down. Also it was my first time in that particular gym. Anyways when I finally got the weight up to what I was trying to lift, I was totally trying to pump myself up, so I was breathing all hard with eyes closed and kinda whispering to myself. I seriously did that for about five whole minutes because I was kind of doubting myself was really nervous. From an third person view, I will completely agree that I looked really fucking gay, but it was very necessary. Anyways, I could tell people were starting to kinda stare me from the corner of their eye. When I FINALLY felt ready to lift, I reached down, grabbed the bar and pulled as hard as I could. And....the weight doesn't even move. Not even an inch. It was like I was trying to pick up something that was nailed to the ground. My god, I felt so shitty and embarrassed. I seriously spent like 15 minutes warming up and pumping myself up. After that, I just decided to rack my shit up and go home. Haha. Trust me, it was a very depressing drive home.
Anyways, I feel so much better now after this month. I also talked to this guy who told me he tests his maxes every week, which kind of sounds like a good idea to me. I've been testing them like every 3 months (and not seeing great results). I'm gonna start doing that at least every other week.
Here are some realistic 1 rep max goals for myself 8 weeks from now: (second week of August)
Squat: 335
Dead: 435
Bench: 325
Clean: 200 (just started)
Anyways hopefully I can reach those.
Hello Kevin Vu if you are reading this. I posted this up just for you to see so you can try to beat me. Keyword: try
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