I have trained up until not so recently all my life. But through sheer amount of injuries I realise now that it was not as effective as it could have been and obviously wasn't too great safety wise. Holding certificates for being a PT this should not have happened and I have learned from the error of my ways. My new goals are progressive, straight forward and quantifiable so there is nowhere to hide. The time frame for these first stepping stones is to keep them in place by Xmas.
TARGETS
1. To be training at least 3 times a week no matter what type
2. To loose 7.5kg bringing my total bodyweight down to 85kg
3. To perform a set of 100 consecutive press-ups
4. To perform a set of 12 consecutive pull-ups
5. To dead lift 100kg 10 reps with perfect form
6. To lower my resting heart rate from 70 to 65
All these targets can be completed without the luxury of a gym which I know is not a necessity. I will need to buy some more weight plates for at home but still technically not a gym. And with just under 3 months to go I will be hard pressed to meet all these goals. But if they were easy what would be the point?
In my first feeble attempt to shed the weight as of this second I will no longer be eating the stuff that I love the most but hates me, crisps, biscuits, ice cream, cakes, pastry, chocolate bars and I will be dramatically cutting down on the fizzy pop to only when I have no over real option. As for alcohol I only drink when I go out out but to help I will go out less and drink less when I do.
Wish me luck.
Friday 30 September 2011
Opening Statement
Lets get the excuses out of the way first shall we. I haven't really trained in over year. Last June/July I took a tumble Thai boxing and injured my ankle real bad. Could barely walk on it and decided to do the Great Yorkshire Run with the help of a lot of pain killers and a few tears along the way pure for the fact that I had already paid to do it!! (Note to self = stop being tight!!) Due to this I obviously made my ankle worse and it is only recently that the twinges and aches have stopped.
So in April I joined the gym. Hit it regularly for about 2 months. My shifts at work changed so I copped out of it. Instead of changing how I trained to fit around everything else since life goes on I just cut the training out. Couple this with a job in front of a computer, free lunches and a lot of visits to the cinema which almost always accompanies either a Nando's, TGI Fridays or a big back of popcorn and fizzy pop and you can probably guess what has happened. I am now 20lbs heavier than I have ever been and something tells me that none of the extra gain is muscle!! Also during the summer I had a lads holiday in Magaluf which was mint!! But did involve a lot of drinking meaning more dead calories. And 2 weeks in Egypt with fizzy pop and food always available. And who the hells wants to go running in 40+ degrees heats?! Played a bit of water polo and when a game of water rugby broke out I then took it upon myself to smash my wrist in to the point that I haven't really been able to open a door with my left hand since. Its on the mend and I anticipate to be training back on it in 2/3 weeks. I have been doing some hard cardio in the gym at work but it has been sporadic so not much progression has been made.
Long story short I have had my reasons for not training and then other times I have just fobbed it off to play XBOX360 or it was just easier to go out for tea after work rather than do something before going out. But for the first time in my life my shorts are tight and dig into my stomach so I know its gone too far since before I needed to wear a belt to keep them up!!!
I dont have to look far for inspiration. Fitness is all around us, I get Mens Fitness magazine every month for new ideas, action movies are filled with muscle icons and I love watching the UFC and am in owe of their fitness and physiques. But my real inspirations are closer to home, my 2 brothers. My eldest has always been an amazing athlete. Always fast, always fit and a bit of a hard bastard I will have to admit. And when he became a royal marine I have never been more proud or envious of him. He is as fit as an Olympic athlete and he can do press ups until the world stops turning. My younger brother grown literally from strength to strength. Doing what I advised to train hard, eat well and plentifully, he is now in amazing shape after his stint body building through doing as a say fortunately not as I did. A family chain is only as strong as its weakest link and I cant even bench my own bodyweight, not by an even bigger margin that I have gained almost 20lbs of not so solid fat.
I weigh in at 92.5KG by far the heaviest I have ever been and it is now going to come to an end. Not tomorrow, not next week or for a stupid new years resolution. This blog is my way of coming clean and publicly naming and shaming myself for not practising 1 little bit what I preach. Unless I say there is going to be a gap in the blog by a few days you know I have soon come of the rails. And I hope that everyone who looks at this will give me a good kick up the ass if I dont pull my thumb out of it!!
So in April I joined the gym. Hit it regularly for about 2 months. My shifts at work changed so I copped out of it. Instead of changing how I trained to fit around everything else since life goes on I just cut the training out. Couple this with a job in front of a computer, free lunches and a lot of visits to the cinema which almost always accompanies either a Nando's, TGI Fridays or a big back of popcorn and fizzy pop and you can probably guess what has happened. I am now 20lbs heavier than I have ever been and something tells me that none of the extra gain is muscle!! Also during the summer I had a lads holiday in Magaluf which was mint!! But did involve a lot of drinking meaning more dead calories. And 2 weeks in Egypt with fizzy pop and food always available. And who the hells wants to go running in 40+ degrees heats?! Played a bit of water polo and when a game of water rugby broke out I then took it upon myself to smash my wrist in to the point that I haven't really been able to open a door with my left hand since. Its on the mend and I anticipate to be training back on it in 2/3 weeks. I have been doing some hard cardio in the gym at work but it has been sporadic so not much progression has been made.
Long story short I have had my reasons for not training and then other times I have just fobbed it off to play XBOX360 or it was just easier to go out for tea after work rather than do something before going out. But for the first time in my life my shorts are tight and dig into my stomach so I know its gone too far since before I needed to wear a belt to keep them up!!!
I dont have to look far for inspiration. Fitness is all around us, I get Mens Fitness magazine every month for new ideas, action movies are filled with muscle icons and I love watching the UFC and am in owe of their fitness and physiques. But my real inspirations are closer to home, my 2 brothers. My eldest has always been an amazing athlete. Always fast, always fit and a bit of a hard bastard I will have to admit. And when he became a royal marine I have never been more proud or envious of him. He is as fit as an Olympic athlete and he can do press ups until the world stops turning. My younger brother grown literally from strength to strength. Doing what I advised to train hard, eat well and plentifully, he is now in amazing shape after his stint body building through doing as a say fortunately not as I did. A family chain is only as strong as its weakest link and I cant even bench my own bodyweight, not by an even bigger margin that I have gained almost 20lbs of not so solid fat.
I weigh in at 92.5KG by far the heaviest I have ever been and it is now going to come to an end. Not tomorrow, not next week or for a stupid new years resolution. This blog is my way of coming clean and publicly naming and shaming myself for not practising 1 little bit what I preach. Unless I say there is going to be a gap in the blog by a few days you know I have soon come of the rails. And I hope that everyone who looks at this will give me a good kick up the ass if I dont pull my thumb out of it!!
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