5 days of torture, 5 days of balls to the wall training!
I have been lurking in this marvelous website for more than 2 years now. I have trained for about 4 years, the first 2 don’t count because they where done so sloppy. To give an idea of the sloppiness I was following training protocols which I obtained from a book written by Joe Weider.
The next year was done rather nicely, because I discovered the marvelous world of T-Nation. Yet, in actuality I feel that I have been training hard and smart for about a year (even tough I have lifted weights for about 4 years). It took me about a year to absorb valuable information gathered here in T-Nation pertaining to nutrition and training, and apply it to my own training. Thus I feel that I am not a newbie and do not consider by any means to be advance.
We all have our reasons on why we want to gain muscle, loose fat, and or gain strength. Personally I love lifting and like looking attractive. But, now I have another good reason to gain both strength and mass. I am 5"8’ 165lbs I am rather scrawny!
As a former fat boy I have been frighten on gaining weight because I know most of it will go to my gut. Yet, I really don’t give a rat’s ass anymore on gaining fat. I have applied to be a Correctional Officer and have gone through a long selection process, and if I pass my last examination will start working late July.
I can not work with massive inmates at 5"8’ and 165lbs I will be thrown around like a rag doll. So I have decided to go through a mass building phase. To my surprise Poliquin posts up a article that grabs me by the balls. “fuck it” I say, “who gives a rat’s ass if I am going to want to shoot myself, who cares if my body will ache all over, I am going to follow this plan”.
Bad decision, by far this is the hardest plan I have ever followed. Fuck lifting 10 sets of dead lifts at a 5010 tempo while my back so sore that I don’t even want to lift a pencil from the floor has brought a new definition of training. Its been 5 days and I already want to quit and throw in the towel, but I am not.
I am so sore that I can’t fall sleep, I am even having mood swings, I feel sad then angry then sad again, I guess its just the T levels going down. Well anyways enough about me! I want to quit, but I know if I post it up I would be too embarrassed to do it. So here I am posting it so that I will go through the remaining week of this torture. Any support, advice, even critiques will be highly appreciated.