Re: Pikey's progress I’ve been out and about for 3 days with work; I’ve followed my diet which has been easier sometimes than others. About at its worst sat in a gorgeous Indian restaurant eating dry chicken and boiled basmati rice while my clients and colleague tucked into a very tasty looking meal. I’ve made it home each night to train and have missed one cardio session. I’ve now trained for 12 days straight so am probably over trained.
My current condition is really rather flat with little vascularity, I think I’m in need of a high carb day or two. Despite taking antibiotics for the last five days I still have a swelling on my delt; it’s no where close to as bad but its there. I’m struggling to motivate myself.
I’ve recently taken on an expanded remit at work which has added to an already stressful working life, I’m finding it very difficult to follow the pre contest regime and cope with work. If I had the role landed on me prior to going for the show I wouldn’t have started the contest prep. This might sound stupid but at times it feels like I’m thinking through treacle and I can forget what I’m saying half way through a sentence. I’m sure if I sat an IQ test it would be seriously impaired. The upshot is I’m a grouchy b’std mainly at home but it has been noted at work. I must be a complete a hole to live with as I can see it from behind my eyes never mind from H’s perspective.
I’m far from convinced I should even be trying to make it through to this show but find it almost impossible to back off anything once committed.
I don’t know what I’m going to do yet, but normally while tough I enjoy the prep in a bizarre sort of way, this is just a grind for me at the moment, and I’m not enjoying it at any level, I’m back to looking at my training partner who looks v impressive and questioning why I think I’m up to getting on stage.
Sorry this isn’t going to inspire anyone and guys you don’t need to hear my whinging but it is where I’m at right now. I did promise myself when I started this journal I’d give an honest account of how it was going.
Anyway Leg day need to put up or shut up – no excuses. Tonight quads are going to be punished big style, I’ve got Ramstien banging out on the CD, I’m looking to find some adrenaline from somewhere! I feel the need for some righteous pain, at least I’ll know I’m alive when my legs are screaming!!!! |