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Happy 2009Posted on Thursday, January 1, 2009 at 10:53 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkHappy New Year!
Only ten more days before I hit the BIG 5-Oh! Luckily I don't look too out of shape in spite of all the Christmas feasting, the food poisoning three days after that and another bout of flu two days ago. I might not be quite ready to have my naughty grandpa poster pictures taken,
but I'm getting there. And anyway, I still haven't done anything about making my tattoos more spectacular. Did I mention that my ambition is to have selected parts of my body look like a Sung Dynasty whorehouse's carpet?   Merry ChristmasPosted on Friday, December 26, 2008 at 6:38 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkMerry Christmas and Happy New Year, everyone. I'm not going to complain or diss any idiots on such an auspicious weekend. After all, if I can be kind to animals all the time (even those I eat), the least I can do is refrain from talking about even dumber humans one day or two a year. Here are my pictures taken today, right after coming back from the gym. I still can't tell if my muscles are growing any bigger yet. I guess it's too soon to tell since I started my new programme just two weeks ago.    I put three pictures of me this week as a sort of little bonus for all those guys who lust after horny old farts like me.
Doing something about limitationsPosted on Wednesday, December 17, 2008 at 6:06 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkEverybody has limitations but I wonder why so few people realize that most of the things which hold them back are, more often than not, self-inflicted. Somebody told me I'd never build big muscles no matter what I tried or did. Well, my answer to that was, "I can still build my muscles as big as they can grow." Not that I've grown any more muscles this week, it seems. Not even with the new programme, but then, I've only switched over less than 9 days so I'll have to wait another 3 months before I can see whether maximum training of one body part at a time once week is going to give me bigger shoulders, chest and arms. Fair enough that I might never look like a real bodybuilder but that isn't important to me. What does matter is that I end up with such a nice, muscular body that I wouldn't be ashamed to take off my shirt at the beach. For someone like me who's spent so many years being ashamed of my fat, slug-like torso, that's better than winning a car at the lottery. I do wonder, though, why so many people insist on limiting themselves so badly, and then complain that people aren't giving them any chances to show what they can do. Like someone I know who insisted that he couldn't learn to use a computer, wouldn't try at all and then wondered why he couldn't get a better or more well-paid job at management level. No lame excuses for mePosted on Thursday, December 11, 2008 at 6:55 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkSomebody told me that I should be happy with what I look like now and not train to get bigger muscles or better definition any more or my body won't look nice and natural. Hah! If ever I heard a lamer excuse for being lazy, I certainly can't think of it. What do people mean when they say they want a 'natural body'? No muscles at all? Lots of fat? All skin and bones? I am not sure which fits into their definition of 'natural' but I do know one thing. All the people I know who say that either - a. don't have the discipline to do anything about their flabby breasts (the men, too), flapping arms and sagging bellies and/or b. want a magic pill that will make them look like one of those models in fashion magazines overnight These sad cases seem to think that if they stuff enough pills or weird substances or best of all 'detoxify' theselves, their bodies will somehow become better looking like magic. Never mind if whatever they stuff between their lips has any kind of medically substantiable effect. They might as well gulp down a few sugar pills for all the placebo effect they get. As for those 'detoxers' I always laugh my head off when they start spouting their nonsense. Some have even dared to claim that their herbs are based on ancient Chinese medicine, as if they are experts or the so-called experts they see on TV can even speak a single word of Chinese much less know a thing about Chinese medicine...ha ha ha! The best joke is that these 'experts' don't even know what a Chinese means when he talks about cleansing the blood. Note : NOT detoxifying. That's a word the PR people came up with for the mumbo-jumbo companies to con gullible idiots into opening their wallets. But the sad thing is that word has now gone into popular vocabulary and even Chinese doctors use it to refer to a completely different thing - the traditional process - which makes it all even more confusing for the ordinary person, and helps make the great con even more believable. *Sigh*...I guess I shouldn't go on and on...that's the way of this world. Poor attention spans, quick fixes and low brains. And they say mankind is evolving into a smarter species. One of the very few times...Posted on Friday, December 5, 2008 at 4:57 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkThis pic of me is actually my very first one in the altogether (I think the French say sans culottes) and I was thinking of posting it without the *ahem* discrete cropping but at the last minute, my courage failed me. One of the few times when I haven't quite dared to do something...still, I hope it isn't too much of a disappointment! I must say that the day when I am actually going to go full monty and post a picture (or two or three) of me on the internet isn't too far off. I might still not reveal quite all, but as my body gets buffer, I am getting more confident about baring more and more. And when I do, I shall probably also have posters printed out and deposited with my lawyer so that when I shuffle off this mortal coil, all my relatives will get a full-size picture of me in all my glory!!! I think that would be a truly memorable kind of inheritance, don't you? Some fights never end...Posted on Thursday, November 27, 2008 at 2:28 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkIt hasn't been a good week so far. Apart from the debilitating effects of medication and I suspect, incipient anaemia, it's been a real struggle just to go to the gym and work out. On top of that, I had to go and be a hero at the tennis court. Nearly two months away and I forgot I was an F-class player. I strained something in my upper back on the left or lower shoulder. Tuesday was hell. I could hardly even stand straight or breathe deeply but I trained with light weights anyway. So if this week's photo looks old and flabby, mea culpa, I've been fighting my own mind and body like crazy. It's
one of those fights that will never end until I go to sleep for the
last time, I guess. The depression I should be used to by now but it's
still a major mental battle every day just trying to get things done
and when I look around me and see all the other things that still need
to be done, it's just too easy to give up and go hide under my bed.
Worse still when I have to fight what seems to be permanent tiredness.
It's one of the symptoms of depression, I've been told, but I can't
help wondering if it's also because I haven't been taking enough red
meat. Anaemia can do that, too, I read in the papers. Guess it's time
to change my diet a little. I just hope I don't get fat again. |
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