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I travel around the boards alot, and I stopped by AF.net today and read up on Fukkenshredded's thread about him getting back into shape, guy's.....Reading the thread is awesome. It give me tons of motivation hearing about his motivation. I'll type some of the stuff here. Hope he doesnt get pissed at me.

"Well well well. It sure is funny how it creeps up on me sometimes. I have one of those bodies that looks sorta detailed even when I get a little extra fatness here and there. Which it looks like I have. After that bodyfat post by mister I'mlosingfatatwill I decided to get out the calipers and face the hideous truth. Holy shit in a microwave. But ok, here's what we're gonna do. Lots of you have asked about how to get down to shredded beef for the summer, and it looks like lots of you are where I am right now, which is (drumroll......) eight percent. Yep. One eighty five and eight percent or so. Christmas, Easter, and (not laziness! NO NOOOO!!) yes, in the end, laziness, have caused me to get smooth. Now, the fina for the last four weeks has kept my abs visible, which could be why I have allowed myself to be fooled in front of the mirror. But for me, eight percent is fat as fuck and totally unacceptable. SO I am gonna walk you people through my day to day workout and diet, starting right now. BTW, I will be at five percent and one seventy three within four weeks, guaranfukkenteed. Get on board, strap yourselves in, and hold on. This morning:
6:00 am Walked up and down the hill I live on, one mile each way. Then had a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast, (two of those envelopes) 200 calories, plus a myoplex, 300 calories.

10:00 am Went to the gym, hit the sauna at 210 degrees for half an hour before hitting windprints on the treadmill. The treads go to twelve (5 minute mile) and I did a warmup mile at seven minutes, followed by ten one minute sprints at twelve, with two minute walking intervals at 4.
Back into the sauna at 210 for thirty minutes, then did pull-ups and dips, two sets of thirty each. On the second set of pull-ups I had to take a break at twenty one and finish the nine in a third mini set.

I entered the gym at a bodyweight of one eighty six and left at one eighty. Drank a ton of water.

I will continue this post in a moment."


"Took two Xenadrines with a liter of green tea just now. It's 2:52 pm here. I will have a subway sandwich (double turkey, no cheese, cucumbers, lettuce, jalepenos on country wheat, 6 inch)in about five minutes, when I leave this Kinkos, and that will be the last of the carbs for the day. Tonight's workout will be driven by irritation, and I expect it to be fairly cardio intense. I am gearing up for a set of sprints followed by one hundred hacks and one hundred lateral raises, followed by another set of sprints. I'll give the particulars tomorrow morning. I am currently in the fourth week of about 100mg/ED fina, which I will continue for about three weeks. After that, I am hoping to have found some white gold in order to polish the look. So far the vault is empty. Oh yeah, I will start up on about 3-5 grams of GHB nightly this week. This is not a recommendation, just a note for those who are interested. Also, I am hitting the ALA heavy, which is to say, about 2-3 grams daily. I am going to keep all my carbs in the early part of the days, except on Saturdays, which role has yet to be ascertained in this undertaking. Onward."


"Last night at the gym I pushed myself an extra notch on that treadmill. Started with five sprints of sizty seconds with sixty second intervals (after the warm-up mile @ 7 min) and took a breather. Went to the hack squat and squeezed out 100 reps (without any weight), but I had to take several pauses in that set. From there, lateral raises with 20lb dumbells, 100 reps, lots of pauses. Then a set of hanging knee raises with a few pull-ups thrown in just because I was pissed. Now then, back up to the treadmill and here we go with this mile again. Only this time I hit minute eight, the minute right after the mile, on level 12, for ninety seconds. Then down to 3.5 for a full three minutes and still I wasn't nearly recovered, the heart rate indicator (don't know if those are accurate) indicated that I was humming at one sixty bpm still 3 minutes after that. So what. I jacked it up to twelve and hit a two and a half minute sprint. You think I saw spots? Hell, I thought I was a woman in the eighteen hundreds at a ballroom party. BPM said 199 and stayed there for about thirty seconds after, slowed to 160 where it remained for another minute or so before finally settling back to 130-ish, where I walked it off for ten minutes. Hit the sauna, which was tepid (180 and I HATE that) and showered and crashed, ate nothing. I woke up in the night and sneaked an oreo. No shit. This morning, I hit a mile at sub seven and did bench press, which I have ignored for most of the month. I was weak. Did what I could, which is to say a warm-up set and four sets to failure with a kid who couldn't spot a volcano from five feet, then a drop set. Hit five sixty second sprints at twelve with thirty second rests, sauna, and then, what did I do? DRANK A COKE RIGHT THERE AT THE DAMN GYM. I walked out of there at 179, but that was after the sauna. I'll keep you posted."

"Yep. I'm gonna punish myself tonight for that silliness. I get real nervous when I don't get any sugar, not to mention the fact that I convert all of my stress to hunger to begin with. I did ok with this afternoon's lunch, other than the coke. I hit one of those rotisseries from Albertson's and right this instant I have a half finished Myoplex pro with me. The reason that it is half finished is because like a dumbass I inadvertently picked up the vanilla flavor, which tastes roughly like power steering fluid. I'm hungry as holy hell, but also bloated. Moreover, I ignored my taurine supplementation for the past two days and I'm cramping in my JAW when I go to chew food. Or oreos. It just occurred to me that I get scattered when I get focused. "
 
"Eight o'clock last night I walk into the sauna and crack a sweat. Up to the tradmill, where I hit a slow mile (7:30)and come out of it straight to level 10 up to ten minutes (2:30 sprint at 10). I walk at 3.5 for five minutes and start my sprints at 12, sixty seconds each and sixty seconds apart. Four sprints into it I get real, REAL fatigued in the legs. So I try to finish with a two minute sprint on 12 and I crap out with 20 seconds left. I swear I nearly faceplanted on the treadmill. I puked on the way to the locker room and whined like a pussy to Isabella. She was worried when my heartrate hit 200bpm, but I assured her that it was ok. In the sauna I got delerious and couldn't stop giggling. Everything seemed distant and somehow hilarious to me. After about ten minutes my calves cramped up so badly I could barely walk. I hit a recovery drink and about half a gallon of water. Felt sick for an hour even after eating, which was strips of chicken and a myoplex. This morning I could barely move. But the scale said 178. I am going to the gym right now, where I will just lift today. I can already give you the workout. 200 squats in sets of 40 with 135, and 200 dips, followed by 200 inclined sit ups. Easy. Talk with you folks tonight!"




"The workout this morning was not too terrible, and was just exactly what I predicted. The three sets and out. Plus sauna. Now I have noticed a preoccupation with certain dietary aspects here on this thread. How to take care of the sweet tooth and such. I'll tell you that I had two cokes today, and the rest was clean. Specifically, two myoplexes (myopli?)and a subway sandwich as described yesterday. With the second myoplex I had two metamucil cinnamon wafers, which for me are mandatory when I hit too many of those shakes. Anyway, let me point something out here. I understand the importance of abstaining from the refined sugars and sodas and cookies and all that. Believe me, I do. But let's take today for an example. Two cokes, right smack in the afternoon, back to back. Cans. That's roughly 300 calories of pure sugar. Not to mention the carbonation. Ok, I washed down about a gram of ALA with the first (along with that sandwich), so there is a mild suspension of the badness. But guess what? I'll knock that shit out of the park in eight minutes flat, before I even crack a sweat. After that, I'll be at a consumed 1500 calories of not bad stuff. That's BEFORE the sprinting even begins. Moreover, it has been four hours since I have had ANYTHING AT ALL. So what am I saying? For me, the psychology of allowance (within reason) during the day can actually serve as an impetus for the second workout. Additionally, I'm not nearly the asshole I would be without that coke or cookie. Bottom line, I won't eat what I can't shed that very same day, and then some. Intensity is the key. Its a system of checks and balances. I wrote a two coke check this afternoon, I'll cash it tonight, here in about half an hour. Then, I'll deposit about six windsprints into the account, along with a few lifts (yet to be decided). After that, I'll take in fifty grams of protien and 3 grams CLA. Then, nothing. Well, maybe xanax, depending on how amped I am. (Can't WAIT for that G!!) Folks, I ain't sayin' my way is the only way. What I am saying is that nothing replaces intensity. I know, you're gonna say intensity in and out of the gym, and I agree. But for me, I find that if the occasional dietary lapse is affecting my appearance, it is because I have lost my focus in the gym. This is what happened last month. That fina did the work for me (so I thought) as far as holding muscularity and such, but no drug will do ALL the work. I can tell by how whipped I am at night that I had lagged. Incidentally, I have some personal goals here other than appearance. For whatever reason, the fact that these treads go to twelve is like a looming challenge to me to finish a mile in five minutes. For me, that is gonna be tough. Especially carrying muscle. But guess what? Youbetcherassiwill."


"Pain. I found a little something in the depths of it this morning. Now, last night I did my workout without too much bitching really, but the truth is, my shins hurt so damn bad that my mile took a full eight and a half minutes. Isabella was on the treadmill beside me listening to my excuses with no expression on her face. So...I explained that the workout would consist primarily of lifting. Which it did, and most of it was heavy lifting (for me). I did a little of everything. I found an empty bench and did a set with 225 and had someone help me lift it off my chest when they saw me just laying there, pinned. I got sixteen I think, maybe it was seventeen, but I got pinned and embarassed. Pull-ups...people were watching me (or so I felt, since that bench thing made me feel like an ass) so I tried to show off like a kid and did them too quickly and tweaked my rear delt on the left. Too bad they weren't real pull-ups, because I got sixty five reps. Which is about thirty real pull-ups when you slow them down and actually do the exercise. But hey, I wasn't working out, I was proving that I wasn't...whatever...for getting pinned under the bar. Now I go for some more dips and can't do anything there. I plodded to the sauna and answered questions about nutrition and gave advice that I have seldom followed myself. This morning the pain was there. It had come in the night, under cover of xanax. I woke up feeling like some sort of residual shadow of a memory of fitness. Weak. I actually considered skipping the workout this morning. Of course, I didn't so that. Instead I regeared my thinking over a bowl of raisin bran and a gram or so of ALA. I know...the workout should be on an empty stomach, but without that bowl it would have been on an empty will. So I calculated about 500 calories (I eat a good size bowl) and hit the sauna for a few minutes and gathered myself. Stepped onto the treadmill at nine o'clock and hit a mile in about 6:30. Walked to minute ten. Then did a full three minute sprint at level 11. Damn near killed me, but right there in that third minute I got my will back. I did three more of those fuckers with three minute rests between. I actually laughed out loud through the entire third sprint. Get this--my testicles pulled up into my body and I felt myself trying to urinate in that third sprint. My head tingled and vision went blurry. I made a decision of insanity right then to run at level eight for one more mile, and then walk at the full incline (15) for yet another mile. It was fucking glorious this morning. The little calorie burner counter dealy put me WAY over a thou this morning. Felt awesome. Pain is awesome. I will only eat liquid nutrition today. Two more myoplexes and Sobe leans when I am thirsty, plus water and a few grams of vitamin C. ONWARD."

"Last night I ate one of those foil packages of albacore (the big ones) and baby field greens. I had a myoplex with a half gram of ALA. This was around seven, maybe eight? Anyway, (gasp) no evening workout. I laid in bed and dreamed of cake until I fell asleep, this time without the aid of xanax because we ran out. Oh well. So this morning I get up and my urine smells like (suprise) a fishery and I take in a litre of water instantly. I feel a little better in general, though, because my skin is starting to get just a tad tighter. Already. So on to the gym, where I hit the mandatory seven minute mile and reflect on things that seem profound and life changing while I am running, but strangely diminish in both clarity and importance within minutes of stopping. Odd. I did the sprints today on level twelve again, but just sixty seconds at a time, and I actually walked for five minutes between each one. Then, while watching CNN I jsut walked at 3.8 and a 15 incline for about fifty minutes or so...there was a short oriental woman who brought a staff member over to my treadmill and somehow convinced him that she had rights to it that superceded mine. No problem. I went downstairs to the sauna, but it was only at 160, which makes me madder than hell. Also, it was filled with geriatrics who were complaining that it sure was hot, and could someone please tell them to turn it down? Geez. Maybe a few reps would help, wo I went to that horizontal squat machine and laid there and stared at the ceiling and thought about food. Oh, I did some reps in the academic sense, but they were time wasters. How many? Who knows? Some. Lets just say that those of you who are following this can skip those reps and your results will not suffer. However, I did do some light overhead presses with the barbell until my delts burned like a bitch, and upon returning to the sauna it was at an acceptable (barely) 190, so I sweated for about twenty minutes and showered and thought about what I am going to eat. I'm still thinking about it. I'll let you know what it turns out to be, but I'm thinking in terms of a six dollar burger from Carl's. "
 
"Actually I am training for work. I have a few body auditions coming up next month. I like to think of myself as an actor, but the fact is that most of my parts are centered around a certain look. I have only had a few lines here and there, and certainly no roles of significance. I do own a business also, in fact, I manufacture and distribute supplements (just starting it up) but they are not really geard for bodybuilding. It might ultimately turn out to be niched therein, though, as I can see an existing market for many yet to be discovered supplements. ALA is a bandwagon already too full, but I know right now of three other items that will be as big, if not bigger, than that, within a year. Most of the business was put on hold due to my parter's (Isabella) cancer, but that has been brought under control and we are better positioned now to launch. As far as relishing thoughts of food, you bet I do in the early summer, but once I get to the mark I eat whatever I want and work it off the next morning. And I do mean anything. When I get there I can down a whole pizza, cokes, burgers, cookies, whatever, and knock it all off in one ninety minute workout. That's why I train so intensely in these two months--in order to obtain the cardiovascular condition that allows me to damn near sprint for a thousand calories or so, and then lift. That way I eat exactly as I wish. Today, for those who are still interested, I went in on an empty stomach and did eight sprints at twelve for sixty seconds each, three minutes rest between each. I did hacks with two plates per side to failure (one set) followed by pull-ups to failure (two sets) and dips to failure (two sets) and incline sit-ups to failure (two sets) and sauna for about twenty minutes. I ate a footlong subway, double turkey/roast beef with cheddar today, on wheat, a coke, and just now a met-rx RTD (I like strawberry). Tonight I will lift again, heavy weights, benches and hamstrings only, no sprints, and sauna. ONWARD."
 
Thats all of it up to this point so far....I'll keep you guys over here updated!! If you've ever seen this guy before, he's really shredded, and has decent amount of mass!!! Chime in here Utler!!
 
post some pics if possible. im a pretty sick fuck with training as well
 
This guy is pretty funny. I agree he's motivational but I would also have to say he is overdoing it. Thats just my .02
 
Saunas are great for relaxing after a workout. I have used them for years. That is all there good for. You may lose some water weight but nothing permanent. You also lose a hell of a lot of beneficial nutrients through profuse sweating. No problem as long as you drink lot's of water. I wish they did more than relax you but in my experience that's it. Sometimes it seems you lose a good pump after sitting in the sauna.
 
WOW. motivated is an understatement! its obvious that his only job is to workout all the time. i wish that were so for me, but i unfortunately have to work, so i cannot put in that much time. honestly i dont think i ever would. i want to cut, just like everybody else, but i dont think i am all THAT interested in having saran-wrap skin. strength is more important right now. and if i can be cut in the process, then great.
 
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