ihateschoolmt said:
What was your routine. I bet P, or myself could help you make a 3 day split that would yeild results.
the basic routine that i have been sticking to is posted at the beginning of my journal. I have reworked it this week, and have planned out a schedule that should get me in and hit all that needs to be hit on a regular basis. I will do a hybrid pl/bb program until new years, trying to put on lean mass and drop the fat from my waist. Then, I will structure a strict pl routine, dropping most of the assistance movements, save for maybe one per bodypart, but I have not gotten to that bridge yet. I have been voraciously reading the "weightlifting encyclopedia" that P funk and i talked about, and am more and more considering just dropping the joint-popping powerlifting bodybuilding crap altogether in a year and becoming an oly weightlifting purist. i have been toying with that for almost two years now, but oly weightlifting and strongman don't go hand in hand for me. right now, i want the size and the raw strength that pl gives me. fine. its more about stoking the aggression, the release. My job overwhelms me, i bring it home, and that is not good. my family does not need to see that. the gym is my meditation, sometimes a punishment, sometimes a reward. but its an obsession. the first time i hit a 600 dl, i changed forever. i want that back, i want to spin off all the excess crap that holds me back, whether it be useless information that i hear from less than educated individuals, or the desire to sleep in, or the calling of a tall cold beer or sheer laziness... i was dedicated once, i am dedicated now. thats what its all about, my friends. i fear that so many of you think i am negative, self-depreciating... i do this alone, and that gets hard, because i am so solitary and secretive in the gym. i do not pose, i do not wear revealing clothing, i do not stand around and watch myself workout in the mirror. i do not go there to watch thong-wearing pole dancers or stare down the ignorant meatheads. i become a vicious, fierce warrior and internalize the music and the rage and the weights. i fight it and myself, and love the war i wage. this is my competition. this is my test and my salvation. to race through a day, to teach by day and sling long island iced teas at night is exhausting, but soon enough i will find a school that pays a master's level teacher what I should be making, and not have to work the night job, and ill get to see my kid and ill get to hit the weights and make my paintings again. but for now, for this next year, i hope my shoulders stay strong so i can carry all this shit around.
I am the nicest guy you will ever meet. ill do anything for someone in need. but i burn and i do these things in the gym because i am fueled to do so.... compelled. ingrained, mechanical and yet, visceral. I want freakish strength, i want mass and an imposing presence, because my job requires this. its part of my nature, the "gentle giant." i dont care about definition, vascularity, tan skin, bf % or how i look in calvin kleins. i only care about being "big bill." about quelling the fires for one more day.