New Year, new you. I'm not saying it's a bad sentiment, I'm saying it's entirely overused. I'm starting month four of my body transformation, and I totally can relate to this saying. I'm just not going to use it. I'd rather say "New attitude, different me." That sentence itself explains it pretty well. My attitude towards diet, exercise and consistency has changed completely in the last three months. This has caused some relationships I had to change. This has caused my body to change. This has caused my outlook on life to change. I'm not new, I'm different - and to me, that's a lot better.
An update on my transformation - I'm at 184 lbs (my goal was 185) and I am at 17% body fat. My goal is 13% or less. I'm doing very well on my journey. I've met new people, had some actually very meaningful conversations with individuals, and in the end I've came out better each time I left the gym than when I went in.
I think that the effort has been well worth it. I've lost inches where I needed to and added inches where I wanted. Hard work pays off, and I'm not stopping anytime soon.
There have been some questions sent in to me (It's been a month since I last updated, I know. I'm Sorry.), and I want to answer one of them, I'll answer more later.
I've had this question many times - More Weight, less reps or Less Weight More Reps?
My answer is yes. As long as you're doing the reps, you're doing a lot better than doing nothing at all. This harkens back to the thought that the best way to build muscle is to increase time under tension. Well, I have news for you, you can do that no matter the weight or reps. Treat everything as a concentration exercise. Slow up, hold, slow down. Sure it's harder, but that is the point.
So, there has been a lot going on lately in my life, other than the diet and exercise things. I've met some new people and made some new friends. I'm still holding to my philosophy of not dating. When I meet someone that makes me seriously rethink that philosophy, and the relationship has the foundation for something truly special, then I will set aside that philosophy and test the water. I'm cautious. I've been hurt badly, a couple times actually. I have everything I need in my life and most of the things I want, for which I am very lucky to have.
I have a rant. If you know me, you know one of my pet peeves is fake people. I've friends at this very moment I'm not too happy with. If you tell me (or everyone) one thing, and then proceed to contradict yourself, don't be surprised if I refrain from speaking to you for a while. I'm doing this to save the friendship because I have a tendency to be honest, even when people don't want to hear it. I'm also doing this to see if the contradiction was an isolated incident or not. Don't sacrifice your morals for a temporary (perceived) gain. If you put anything before your morals and ideals, then you are saying that thing is more important, and your morals will crumble away. Ok, I'm done.
I don't want to end this post on a rant, so I'll end on a different note.
January 9th. It's a tough day. My paternal grandparents both died on January 9th. Different years (He in 2006, and she in 2015) but always together. My grandfather and I were very close. He could say just a few words and no matter my mood, I would always smile. Whatever he was doing, as long as I could not get hurt, I could do it with him. There were a couple of times he and I came up with some plans that didn't work out, but provided a good story to tell. My grandmother was always very kind to me. She would make the funniest (and yes, rude) remarks about people or things that were just so snarky and quick witted, that you almost were awestruck with admiration. I miss them both a great deal. That's why January 9th is a tough day.
I know, still not the greatest way to end a blog entry, but what can I say, thats life.
Until next time dear readers...
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