B-natural
February 19th, 2007, 07:00 AM
It all hit me last night, the facts.... It started with a little bedtime conversation, and although my girlfriend hates it that I am dieting and doesn't like bodybuilders (she thinks they're gross and too big) but she was watching a little of Jay Cutlers Video with me and noticed he was getting a massage. The masseuse explains that its a fiber splitting massage to help remove the bruising and darkness around muscles and to help new muscle groups. I know I know, get to the point what happened???!!! Well she says do you want a massage, and I'm thinkin why? what does she want:cool: ? She says well it helps with your muscles right? So I responded with a "it somewhat does" and then proceeded with another why? She just said she thought it would help my MUSCLES GROW. What the hell? So being all self-conscious about losing size I say do you think I'm gettin smaller? And usually she always tells me I'm big (granted shes 5'0" with shoes and maybe a 100lbs) Her response is well.....after a long pause, i guess I would have to see pictures, so I quickly say I have some, but she didn't respond. So I went and had my last meal of the night, and came back feelin like sh** and asked again so you think i've lost size. She proceeds with another I don't know... So after about 15minutes of changing the conversation (which she somehow pulled off) I went to the bathroom, I posed like I was at the olympia for about 15 minutes. After feelin better, talkin to the inner monster, I realized soon enough, the BEAST will rise AGAIN!!!! This is pure muscle, not muscle covered by water and fat, pure blood and flesh muscle and I'm damn proud of myself.
So where does this leave me? With ultimate motivation, I realize now that its myself I have to look in and dig deep. Who needs a supporting cast, stop pussin out, stop half repping things worryin about the weights and whether or not they're dropping. Do your muscles feel full? Hell ya! Are you starting to see cuts and striations? Of course! Well guess what I did that sh** by my da** self. No one made my meals, no one created my workout regimen, it was all me. Theres 6 weeks left, the halfway point is past me, time to focus on the prize, ahhhh 6 weeks and counting.........
So where does this leave me? With ultimate motivation, I realize now that its myself I have to look in and dig deep. Who needs a supporting cast, stop pussin out, stop half repping things worryin about the weights and whether or not they're dropping. Do your muscles feel full? Hell ya! Are you starting to see cuts and striations? Of course! Well guess what I did that sh** by my da** self. No one made my meals, no one created my workout regimen, it was all me. Theres 6 weeks left, the halfway point is past me, time to focus on the prize, ahhhh 6 weeks and counting.........