Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Amazing chicken, man!! Hugs!!

In an effort to be more like Papa Gargamel The Non-Bodybuilding Boxer-Wearing Bodybuilder, i've decided to take no more rest days; instead forcing my corpse to adapt to rest hours--with the goal of eventually being able to work out more than i'm not working out. Also, i've invested in some Alpha GPC, which of course will take me to the next level with or without me, rivalling crystal meth and transcendental meditation for efficacy. There are--even with these elements in place--a number of things presently impinging on Ultimate Performance. The first is the perplexing and frustrating inability of my widdle pinger tendons to heal at even close to the same rate as my muscles. i take glucosamine, chondroitin, MSM, protein, much water. Makes no difference: i still circle the drain with crippling arthritic pain 'til i take some days off. Maybe if i hung weights from my tips and tractioned the digits whilst i sleep....mmm.

Which leads to the second problem: i have totally lost the ability to sleep. It's been so long since i last slept well that i don't remember what it'd feel like to sleep. Which leads to the biggest problem of all.

i think i've packed on 5 lbs or so of squishy lard since moving to the peeps-in-laws' house. i've gotta do something about that. Amazing what an extra five pounds'll do to one's ability to latch a quarter-thick fingernail crimp.

Bleh. It's all a viscious cycle, and i don't know where to begin stopping it. Being groggy and sleepy all the time is unbelievably demotivating; not having sent a single cool problem in a month or so is demoralizing. Getting fat because i'm not in control of my world, and because no one else in my world gives a shit about eating well is maddening. i think i'm becoming bipolar. Maybe some lithium would help my tendons heal faster.

Later that day... [Amendment]

i finally sent a problem. True to my commitment to take no more rest days, i whipped in to the climbgym for a whirlwind sesh. Sent a v6 that goes fer sure at very stiff v4. Almost snagged another 5 right after it, but i was juiced. But i got something!! Joy! Mayhaps i slept better'n i thought last night; fo' shizzle wasn't as groggy as i was yesterday. i also picked up some flaxseed oil at the store, so i'm anticipating that i'll feel superhuman within a week or two.

1 comment:

Pappa G said...

Well. Nothing like a happy ending.

Cheers!

Why are ya'll living with your in-laws? I though you were just redoing some cabinets.