Hello all, and congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Peters on their recent nuptial. I've been informed that there is a Texas de Brazil near the location of the honeymoon, so congratulations for that as well. I'm serious guys, if you are anywhere close to one of those things and you don't seize the opportunity of "all you can eat meat," you are not my friend.
Quick update on my July goals: I feel ready for my test on Saturday and have remained pizza free. This post puts me a sixth of the way toward my quota and I haven't done much in the way of pushups, so I'd better get posting and pushing up.
As you're likely growing tired of the satire, I won't say much about my diet over the last two weeks. My new approach has been moderately helpful, but with that said I have to mention the unbelievable hard roll sandwich that I, along with Mr. V and his grill truck, created at the BirdnPetes wedding - chicken breast, white American cheese, meat hot sauce, mustard...and a filleted white hot. For those of you scoring at home, that's 3 different animals (at least), plus cheese - a combo that would make Nick Tahou weep, and one certainly worthy of the pun titling this post. DO TRY THIS AT HOME.
So I've asked a few times for your ideas on what to blog about, but with little cooperation on your part, I run the risk of being uninteresting every time I post. At this rate I'll never reach my goal of 5 more this month, so today I'm going to go a bit off the beaten path. I am very interested in the topic of nature vs. nurture as it pertains to athletic ability. I have my own opinion, but first I want to know what you think! I feel it's an avenue for a pretty stimulating discussion if you participate. I've located a brief research article that provides a little background on the subject. Please read it if you have a few minutes, and make some comments, bitches!
Bushido is now featuring a song of the day. First up:
Grab some water, put this baby on repeat, and crush your legs as hard I did yesterday:
4 x 5 back squat
5 x 15 leg press
5 x 10 lying leg curl
Met-con: 4 rounds: 20 box jumps, 10 alternating KB bent over row, 10 hanging leg raise
"I don't generally like running. I believe in training by rising up and down gently from the bench." - Satchel Paige
Bushido.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Cheater, cheater, broccoli eater?
Happy July! And welcome back to another edition of Bushido. For those of you wondering what I've been up to, I've been especially sloppy lately. One thing I've discovered since my last post is that summer time is a difficult time for adherence! For me, Monday-Thursday is a piece of cake; I dial in my nutrition and get after it with my Warrior crew (which reminds me, check out my buddy Bryan's blog for a daily chronicle of our training endeavors). But, once the structure of the work week gives way to parties and weekend trips, my focus becomes the whole cake (or pie, pizza, tray of assorted cookies...) Needless to say, I failed miserably to reach my goal of avoiding grains. (I was kidding myself with that goal, but on the positive, I enjoyed plenty of sunshine, tried a few new things that are not food-related and I have scheduled my NASM exam for July 16).
Really, this kind of weekend bingeing has been my M.O. since I began to focus on my nutrition about a year ago, and I've been content with it until now, but he last few weekends have been especially brutal for me. My theory is that ever since the Las Vegas debacle I've been trying to play catch-up (for lack of a better phrase) during the week and I can't make myself eat enough, and by Saturday I lose my mind and eat everything in sight. I'll refer to this as the "All-or-Nothing" cycle. Now, since it's already Friday and this post still reeks of self-loathing, perhaps the cycle has seen it's last days for a while. I am itching to get back on track, but at the same time, how the hell will I survive Independence weekend, and all temptation that comes with it???
I've decided to take a much different approach. This weekend I'm going to try to eat like a normal human being, and my will feels strong but still, I wouldn't bet on it; July 4th might as well be called "Potato Chips and Frosted Cookies Day." If I do well, great. If I don't, I am not all that much worse for the wear. I've already prepared myself a menu for next week, which includes mostly meat and vegetables, but amounts to A LOT more food than I've been eating during the week. I am going to actually force myself to overeat to the point that I'll want to eat less on the weekend when I don't have a scheduled menu. Surely this seems excessive to most, but not to me, as I am a true hedonist. I plan to provide an update on this sometime in the middle of next week, so stay tuned.
Lastly for today, my goals for July. I am disappointed in myself for my June failures, but I realize that I probably set the bar too high. Hopefully these are more realistic:
- Perform 83 straight pushups (current max is 73)
- Avoid pizza (a la BG...we're in it together, brother)
- Post 6 more blogs!
- Pass my exam
No WOD today, but GO PLAY OUTSIDE!
"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship." - Louisa May Alcott
Really, this kind of weekend bingeing has been my M.O. since I began to focus on my nutrition about a year ago, and I've been content with it until now, but he last few weekends have been especially brutal for me. My theory is that ever since the Las Vegas debacle I've been trying to play catch-up (for lack of a better phrase) during the week and I can't make myself eat enough, and by Saturday I lose my mind and eat everything in sight. I'll refer to this as the "All-or-Nothing" cycle. Now, since it's already Friday and this post still reeks of self-loathing, perhaps the cycle has seen it's last days for a while. I am itching to get back on track, but at the same time, how the hell will I survive Independence weekend, and all temptation that comes with it???
I've decided to take a much different approach. This weekend I'm going to try to eat like a normal human being, and my will feels strong but still, I wouldn't bet on it; July 4th might as well be called "Potato Chips and Frosted Cookies Day." If I do well, great. If I don't, I am not all that much worse for the wear. I've already prepared myself a menu for next week, which includes mostly meat and vegetables, but amounts to A LOT more food than I've been eating during the week. I am going to actually force myself to overeat to the point that I'll want to eat less on the weekend when I don't have a scheduled menu. Surely this seems excessive to most, but not to me, as I am a true hedonist. I plan to provide an update on this sometime in the middle of next week, so stay tuned.
Lastly for today, my goals for July. I am disappointed in myself for my June failures, but I realize that I probably set the bar too high. Hopefully these are more realistic:
- Perform 83 straight pushups (current max is 73)
- Avoid pizza (a la BG...we're in it together, brother)
- Post 6 more blogs!
- Pass my exam
No WOD today, but GO PLAY OUTSIDE!
"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship." - Louisa May Alcott
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