Archive for October, 2007

Thursday: One-set wonders OR Stop Wasting Your Time, Part II.

Do you perform multiple sets of each exercise in your routine?  Ascending sets? Descending sets? A Combination of both?  Well it is time to let go of the addiction and embrace the single-set solution.

Friday: Top 5 Reasons why Sex is the best exercise available.

Not for the faint of heart and uptight of morals.

Saturday: Book Review

Not sure which book yet, but chances are it will be dull and boring.  Stay tuned for more honesty.

Sunday: I shall be resting!

Warning: The following link will take you to an incredibly offensive and sophomoric post that pokes fun at the appearance of others. The incredibly dark sense of humor at work behind the above referenced post is not for the faint of heart. If you are easily offended, have high blood pressure, enjoy drum circles, or routinely engage in acts of protest against the patriarchy you might not want to click here.  But if you don’t mind offensive, low-brow humor feel free to click here.

I did it again!  I went in the gym today, feeling pretty down thanks to the last three or four days of nothing but rain.  To compound matters dipwad A and dipwad B* were once again monopolizing the squat rack. So I had to substitute leg presses for squats- something I don’t like doing. 

After a mediocre showing at the chin-up bar (read: no progress since last time), I decided to go for it with my bench press.  I set the weight to 230lbs and settled down beneath the bar.  I performed my usual bench press ritual.  What is that ritual?  Well first I close my eyes and take three deep breaths.  Then I visualize myself performing 6 perfect reps, moving my arms as if I was actually pushing the weight.  Then on the sixth rep I just adjust my hands back a bit and grip the bar and transition into the exercise as if it were my seventh rep. 

Well anyway, I glided smoothly from my ritual weightless reps into a set of 6 reps with 230lbs on the bar.  It felt great.  But it doesn’t stop there.  Nope.  The last three reps I used a great technique called “stop-n-go.”  It makes the exercise more difficult and according to Mens’ Health magazine it recruits more muscle fibers into the movement. 

How sweet is that!?  I submit to you that it is wicked sweet!

*Note:* Dipwad A is a personal trainer and dipwad B is his annoying little client.  They are record holders when it comes to monopolizing equipment, standing around doing nothing, and showing very little progress of any kind.  They will show up again in another article this week.

If you’re anything like me you have a bookmarks section filled with crap you haven’t read in years, websites you barely remember ever viewing, and plain odd stuff that makes you curious what you were ever thinking.  Here are but a few samples of the strange things I found interesting enough to bookmark at some time in the past.

10 People You Meet at the Gym.  At least this was funny.

Shawn Michaels.  I am such a huge fan of the Heartbreak Kid!

Soundboards for various celebrities.

John Cena and Bobby Lee on MADtv.  Funny!

Nerd Test

Ghetto Poetry

Glad to Be Alive

Posted: October 25, 2007 in attitude, blessings, blogging, challenge, faith, fear

I drove home through what had to be the worst storm I’ve ever driven in for almost two hours last night !  The rain was falling in sheets, it was pitch black, I couldn’t even see the reflectors in the road (much less the white lines).  The best I could do was line up my car with the brake lights in front of me.  At one point I (and pretty much everyone around me)  was driving 25 m.p.h. on I-40.

I really wasn’t sure whether I could keep my car on the road or not.  For 95 minutes with only maybe 5 minutes of slacking in the rain I sat tensely hunched over the steering wheel praying without ceasing and squinting as hard as I could to try and make out the white lines in the road.

By the way, have I ever told you the two things I hate most in this world?  First, driving in the rain.  Second, driving at night.  To have the two combined was a real treat.

Thank God I made it home in one piece!

Wanna see three things that made me laugh? No. Well then don’t click on this link. As for those of you in an agreeable mood, click here.

By the way don’t forgot that neat little link on the left hand side of your screen- no not that left, your other left. Be part of helping a dream a few small bucks at a time. If you need extra incentive, let’s just say, I know Santa and I can get you on the good list. ‘Nough said? I thought so.

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For those of you stuffy types that like to read book reviews, this post is for you.


The best line in this particular review follows below:

The result is a history of American politics that stresses political commonalities, often at the cost of historical figures respectability—bespotting the memory of the great men of American history in much the same way pigeons alter public monuments.”

Catch the remainder below to see the full paper.