I built this body. I fed it and trained. I carved and sculpted it. I took what was given to me and made it my own. It is a body to be proud of. And that’s not because of anything I have or haven’t done to it. In the past I have tortured my body. Put it through hell. I’m proud simply because it’s mine. I love my body.
I don’t wish for anyone else’s body. I don’t wish to be anyone else’s dress size. I don’t covet any one else’s strength. This is all me. And I love that

Mostly just posting to keep track of my progress
I don’t feel like there’s much difference between the two but I’m gonna keep working
Top - January 31, 2017 189.2lbs
Bottom - February 22, 2017 186lbs

Technological advance is an inherently iterative process. One does not simply take sand from the beach and produce a Dataprobe. We use crude tools to fashion better tools, and then our better tools to fashion more precise tools, and so on. Each minor refinement is a step in the process, and all of the steps must be taken.

I want to stop labeling foods,

Although we all know that the health benefits and nutritional value of an apple outweigh the health benefits and nutritional value of an Oreo, lets be real- that Oreo is delicious.

A goal that I have for myself this year is to stop labeling foods as good and bad. For many years I’ve restricted what I can eat due to foods being “bad”. By bad I simply mean foods that are low in nutritional value, high in calories, or you know…too delicious. Foods like chips, pizza, muffins, bagels, french fries, etc. Foods that I absolutely love. But I wouldn’t touch them for years.

Due to myself restricting so badly I would often binge on these delicious foods as soon as I had a bite of one. I went into a frenzy of eating every “bad” food I could find because who knew the next time I was going to “be able to” eat these foods again.

I’m currently working on enjoying everything in moderation. I still aim to have a healthy lifestyle full of nutritious foods but I’m done saying no to onion rings, ice cream, and candy in moderation. So far I’ve found that I do not binge nearly as much eating this way and that I’m so much happier overall.

It’s been a hard transition, and it’s going to continue to be hard but I’m happy with the path I’m taking and really hope that I can keep this up. Mostly because, man, that grilled cheese and chips for lunch today were really delicious.  

I have an idea!

It’s either going to be really awesome, or really dumb. I think next time I go to the gym I’m going to see if I can leg press the weight I’ve lost. 170 lbs. Now, I know leg pressing isn’t all that hard to do heavy. But, I’m pretty new to lifting and it’s the only thing I could probably realistically lift 170 lbs with right now. Now, I won’t do it if I think it’s not going to go through, but I just really want to see if I can get my legs to push every single pound I used to carry on back with every step. I think I can do it. Stay tuned! 


Dirty PR face front and center much to my dismay. 200lb deadlift pull, 25 away from my goal of two plates, and 84lbs over my own bodyweight!
#fitness #pr #powerlifting #bodybuilding #powerbuilding #progress #deadlift

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The Disappearing Quiet


The noise of the hotel being
built behind my house has been
a constant for the past twelve
months, and the worst part is
I have become accustomed to
the disappearing quiet and
sadly rather attached to the
shaking walls and screeches
of burning steel and clamor of
hammers and circular saws.
There is one sound, however,
that cuts through the din and
that is the incessant beep, beep,
beep of backhoes and cement
trucks reversing. But, when
I found myself trapped in the
newspaper headlines this
morning, I realized that maybe
the worst noise for all of us
is the sound of progress
going backwards.