Progress update: 230lbs
I haven’t been this small in over two years. Eek…
My waist is down 2-inches, but I don’t feel much more defined.
Not sure how much more cutting (read: emotional anguish) I can endure. Might start bulking next month.
You can’t tell, but I was laying in a pile of bugs.
I bought some neon orange tights for the gym. They’re really sexy.
Edit: for those asking, these are the Nike Combat Compression Tights. I’m wearing a XL, but would probably fit better in an XXL…they’re very tight.
Make up for where the bears are
Flying home. Had a nice layover in Seattle, got some amazing sea food and got to watch the sun set.
At dad’s farm with the pups. He put up a swing in one of the oak trees over the orchard.
(edit: this is my other dad, not the one who passed away recently; Mom married often)
240lbs progress update:
- Arms stuck at 19”
- Chest slightly bigger to 50.5”
- Thighs down to 26.5”
- Butt up to 45”
- Nothing else changed
Lack of progress is frustrating.
Taken at Folsom by the talented fannybunda, thank you!
Exploring Hunter’s Point with big pup.
Noodles and Chuck have the most incredible bond. It really is a beautiful thing to see.
They communicate though flexing their pectoral muscles in code. Unfortunately, I only know the Australian dialect.
Well, it helps if you’re able to bounce your pecs, @brandedbulltank.
My first “big” purchase when I started living on my own was a brand new work station. I was so happy with it, but only got to use it for a few years before the motherboard failed. I had about 60-gigs of photos locked away.
Today, I downloaded all my lost files using this device. Its like looking into a time capsule.
I use my journal to remember stuff and prolong the experience and enjoyment of my life…but there is a lot I skip over. My archive of photos is resurrecting some interesting memories. Feelings. Things.
Blah blah blah.