My clothes are still fittig ok which is a super plus,  I don’t wanna look like I’m strectching everything out.  Above all I wouldn’t want to have to buy new clothes. I think I would just stop bulking honestly if it came to that.

My workouts have been hard and heavy.  Which in turn has improved my strength, but it makes me extra sleepy.  One night a week, I have bee going home and crashing completely after work only to wake up at 7AM the next morning, sleep ing for nearly 10-11 hrs.  I’m glad the workout have been shorterin duration as well.

Also I I’ve been drinking a gallon a water a day to fight dehydration.. Let me tell you, The bathroom’s cant not be any closer. LOL.. I think my body will get used to the influx soon, but man,, I need a porta-potty.

Oreo’s- Since I began my journey The Oreo has gotten its act together. They used to be the poster child for trans-fat. But they are still on my “Most Hated List”. Oreos are the devil, my room mate is scared to eat them in front me cause he know’s he’ll get his hands popped.  If my memory serves me correctly, the seving size for Oreos is 3 cookies and that comes to about 170 calories. Do you know how hard I have to work out for 170 calories, that’s 8 mins on the Ellpitcal, or running 1 mile. Most of the time people eat way more than 3 oreos, they are so little, and dunkable. I remember days of eating a whole row of oreos, only God knows how I survived.

French Fries-  I have french fries about 3 times a year now, over the past 5 years i’ve had them them less than 30 times.  French fries just carry so much fat. Every4 or 5 french fries has about 1.4 grams of fat in them, I could eat 10 Baked potatoes and still not approach the fat levels in those few french fries.  . What’s a hamgbuger without fries right? Justin’s what’s the solution  Well here’s what you do, Buy Steak Fries, if you’ve having a fry attack. They absorb less fat and oil, than their smaller cousins.

Regular Soda-  Well all know that regular soda is full of calories and sull of sugar. Bad Bad Bad. I promise if you just drop this, you’re drop a few pounds by yourself in a month. You’d be shocked to find how that 120 calories, 29g of sugar and 45g of Carbs can add up. Switch to diet, if you must, but try to wane yourself off of it competely, you body will thank you later, when you look younger and feel much better.

Super Processed Snacks- Better known as Little Debbie or as I like to call her Little DEVIL.  These small snacks are super packed with calories and fat.  They may offer temporary satsifaction but, they aren’t very filling. Stay away from these little snacks at all cost.

Write it Down. Now I’m a big advocate of writing things down, when it comes to  working out. This is progress I can see. This is instant gratification. Each week, I can look forward to the numbers, increasing, or improving. It makes goal setting so much easier.  I feel a much stronger sense of accomplishment, as page after page, when I see improvement.

 I’m really hating my sweet tooth at the moment. I need to slow down and stop taking in so much candy. A few pieces here and there, start to add up in the grand scheme of things. Just thinkg 200 cal a day for a month would be 6000, almost 1.5 lbs.  OH gosh. I  need to stop.

 It was a good workout. Wed, is usually a two-a-day for me. I normally do weights at lunch time and come back at night and do cardio.  I was able to get both done this morning by 7:45AM. YAY that means more time at home tonight. I like stated I normally go to the gym during lunch to avoid the crowd, but man, the morning crowd is far far weaker. There was maybe about 15 people total in the gym.  I could use anything I wanted, and for along at I want. It felt good to start the day off like this.  I ate at the dinning on campus and had a good breakfast.  After yesterday’s event at IHOP (all you can eat pancakes, I needed to be GOOD, lol)

Oddly enough in the locker room this guy was putting on and undergear chest set. I have never seen one, ever, only in mags. I mean mostly worn by football player and such. I don’t know why this guy need to “flatten” his chest.  I mean who’s watching your at 6AM in the morning. Seriously.

 I know I haven’t been around the blog lately. Things have not been ing well in the blog world. HAHA. I’ll be added some picture and such, very soon.

Fat that is. Today’s tip involves how to remove extra fat from can good. The trick is to place canned good such as soups, in the frig and let them chill for a while. Because of science,(destinties and polarity), the coldness, will cause the fat to rise to the top of the can, allowing you to “scoop” it off, when you get ready to open it. Ever places oil and in pan of water.. It floats on top right, same principles applies here. So Chill those can soups.

Enjoy

A — Available or Married? Available..I Repeat Available..by choice though by choice
B — Best Friend? Jeremy, Nameir
C — Cake or Pie? Cheesecake
D — Drink of Choice? Diet Cherry Coke
E — Essential Item? Ipod
F — Favorite Color? Blue, Navy Blue, but Not Baby Blue
G — Gummi Bears or Worms? Worms all the way
H — Hometown? Ahoskie, NC
I — Indulgence? Cookie Dough(which I never have)
J — January or February? Februar, It’s Black History Month
K — Kids and Names? I’m 23 and single…riiiiight
L — Life is incomplete without? Self-Awarness
M — Marriage Date? Sometime between the ages of 28-32, my biological is set to that
N — Number of Siblings? Only CHILD..ME ME ME ME ME
O — Oranges or Apples? Oranges
P — Phobias/Fears? Belonophobia. Sharp objects(more specifically sticking in my eye)
Q — Favorite Quote? You are destined for great things-MOM
R— Reason to Smile? Life
S — Season? Fall–Cool air, leaves falling, and I easily look fan-blown
T — Tag 3 People! I’m going to tag Adrian, Bukol, Dragonmommie
U — Unknown Fact About Me: I Eat chap stick
V — Vice? Video Games
W — Worst Habit? Drinking Out of the Carton, SORRY
X — (My choice ): Favorite Singer? Mariah Carey..
Y — Your favorite food? Rice
Z — Zodiac? Caner

How often do you measure out the right serving size for food?  Many times we’re to lazy to take a measuring cup out, or heck some of us my just say, “I’ll just guesstimate”.  This tip is for all your people who love to eat cerceral in the morning for breakfast.

Instead of pouring your favorite cereal(I’ll assumne it’s HEALTHY, ahem) in a bowl, pour it a regular coffee mug.  Cereals generally have a 1 cup serving size. You also won’t over pour the milk. It’s easy, simple and best yet, you’ll be able to drink the left over milk perfectly.

Enjoy your Tip

My first summer break had finally arrived. Honestly I was just ready for a break, from school. Freshman year had proven, to be quite the experience, so much happened. I meet so many people that would affect me so much later in life, it’s unreal. Enough about school, let’s move to summer break.

See I’m from rural North Carolina, Five years ago my hometown got a Viquest Fitness Center, think of it as a Small, but fully equipped Gold’s Gym. So there was no where for me to workout when I went home on weekend or in this case my summer break. Oh how I long to be back in my college town, not just for the gym, but for the atmosphere and the people. For the first few weeks, I just laid around the house. Stayed up late, slept long, etc. I also was back home with Grandma’s fried cooking which is bad(love you GRANNY). Added on top of this, I had nothing to occupy my time with all day. I began to regress into my old habits, before college. My mom and I tried to weaken the blow. She did buy turkey, wheat bread and stuff, but, most of the meals where home cooked.

I did more and more reading during the summer about nutrition and working. I was steady increasing my knowledge base. I read about diet ratios of macro-nutrients, which still at the time, didn’t really mean much to me. I discovered new exercises that I could so at home, with basic items, such as books and anything that had a little weight. Try doing Lat Raises (hold the book by side and bring it up to shoulder height) with the A or M Encyclopedia, that’s hard core.. LOL.

Well with every school term, comes serveral rituals. Buying school, supplies, books, and yes CLOTHES.  It was time to order new clothes. I was somewhat excited.  I was now a 42-44 in the waist, and had dropped down to where a 2XL was a little to big, but a XL wasn’t quite big enough. It was a good time, we didn’t have much money, so I ordered as cheaply as possible. It didn’t care where it came from, as long as it would fit and looked nice.

About mid June, I went to work for Perduce Farms INC. I would be my first “REAL” job ever. It wasn’t by choice really, I had been turn-down by every other place around town, and well this was it. Not to Mention my mom worked there, and ensured me, if I wanted a job, I would get it. Purdue was hard-work, very hard work. Standing up for 8hours on my feet, processing chickens. Not as gross as it sounds, but still never the less, traumatizing. (1 of the reasons I don’t eat fried CHICKEN). I only worked for 7 weeks at Purdue. I had to leave because school was starting in a week. Perdude was good. I kept me from snacking all day. Also I only had 20mins for Lunch, So i really didn’t have time to eat anything, but maybe a nab and a soda.

Well 2 weeks before, it was time for me to leave Purdue, an event occur in my life, that has truly impacted my life. On a Wed night, my mother was in a terrible car accident; a head on collision. A Lady called and said that my mother had car trouble, and that I should come and see about her. I hoped in the car, and drove about 25 miles outside of town. I pull up on the highway, and saw that traffic was backed up. I sat in the car, and weight for about 10mins before, getting out of the car. I stepped out of the car, and made my way towards the fuss. I wanted to see what was going on. I walked up for about a quarter of a mile, and that’s when in the distance I saw my mother’s car, turned sideways, against a barrier. I took off in a run, and rushed to my mother. I couldn’t even make it all the way, without running out of breath and becoming tired. Only God knows how I felt, not being able to make to my mother, who needed me more then, that ever before. I finally made it to the scene, and found my mother in the ambulance, screaming…Anywho, she wasn’t in any immediate danger or fatally wounded. She ended up with a broken and crushed hip. Although permanently disabled, but that’s another story. I speeded back to the car and took off after the ambulance. I can say that I hit 120 MPH, that night, trying to catch up with my mother. All while during the drive I was in tears, I vowed, from that moment on, that I would never ever have trouble running again. It was guilty motivation, . I didn’t ever want to be helpless again, I wanted to be ready for any situation that could arise.  I would enter the NEW semester, with FRESH MOTIVATION.