Tony, you're a fucker.

Chest and Back & Ab Ripper X.

I have tired sweaty feelings so far, also I think it's evil for Tony to ask me to do diamond push ups... there's not much more defeating than halfway down to lowering yourself to the floor than collapsing on the first try and every try after that. F U Tony! Ab Ripper continued my self-esteem destruction as I was only able to complete approximately 1/3 of all of the moves. The outfit I wore was tight enough to highlight the layer of poutine wrapped around my belly while participating in the humiliating and exhausting task of becoming "fit". I really can't tell you whether it was motivating or not. 

And then I finally went for a bike ride on my new bike! Weee! I was still embarrassingly slow but it was nice to get out there! 

Hopefully I can use my arms tomorrow :)

Sleep time.

Oh man, that was an awesome birthday weekend!! Rib platter on Friday, delicious bistro eats on Saturday, Prime Rib from the Keg on Sunday and MORE STEAK on Monday at a BBQ at my brothers. Weeeeeee!

Now, on to the fitness update: between extravagantly fatty meals I managed to do some gardening this weekend...wooo? On a more athletic note my most amazing mother bought me a new road bike (Giant, defy) so I can get back into the triathlons! My bike was stolen off of our property a couple of years ago and I have been fairly lazy since.

I just finished the fit test and guess what?! I'm not so fit!
And the results are......

Pull Ups = 0.1 that's correct, I was able to complete 1/10th of a pull up.. to failure. The crowd cheers!!!
Vertical Leap= 8 inches
Push Ups = 10 (normal ones)
Toe Touch = -2 inches (2 inches away from touching my toes)
Wall Squat = 64 seconds
Bicep Curl = 15 curls with 15lbs
In & Outs = 35
Heart Rate Max = 162 immediately, 108 min1, 84 min2, 80 min3

P90x to start tomorrow, or maybe a bike ride? I'm pretty excited to take my new bike out.
Before pics to be take tomorrow as well.. yikes.

So, it turns out that I still have this blog. Who knew?! I used this site for my juvenile emotional rantings for several years in early 20's and I guess am starting it up again.

Emotional crisis = about to turn 29
Pathetic rating = 7.5
Why such a low score of patheticness? Well, I hear people bitching about far more insanely pathetic things like how terrible it is that they got too much milk in their coffee and how their groomer cut their dogs ass fur crooked or your too full or hung over. You people just need to shut the fuck up. So why should I be allowed to whine about my sad assed state of affairs? Well, hopefully this will be more of a tool for change rather than a venue for desperate attempts for attracting attention.

For my 29th year I have several goals and this blog is here to keep me honest about my progress:

1. get ripped
My brother is getting married in July of next year. My plan is to get as fit as possible by NOT going to the gym by that time.

2. have fun
I don't like to spend money but it means that I don't go out and have fun often enough. I will try to experience more than only movies, food and video games this year.

3. buy a house
Circumstances lead me to move home with my mom several years ago. I would prefer to not be living at home at 30.

4. write my dissertation and get it published in a not-too-shitty-journal
In order to complete my masters I need to write a dissertation in the next 9 months... should be terrible.. haha

First of many entries completed... I will take photos and maybe post some of them for keeping track of my fitness. I'm terrified to publish my current state of fitness and pasty whiteness. Please don't chirp photos!

Kris