Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Avoiding the Holiday Schedule

My workout schedule goes like this:

  • Monday:  Chest and Triceps
  • Tuesday:  Back and Biceps
  • Wednesday:  OFF
  • Thursday:  Legs
  • Friday:  Shoulders, Triceps, Calves

We are lifting heavy right now, so the OFF day in the middle of the week is much needed.  But the holidays and other commitments means my schedule is jacked up.  For example, today is Wednesday – I did legs.  A day after doing stiff leg deadlifts on ‘Back’ day translated to a sore back and hamstrings.  It’ll be fine, and it’s much better than not being able to lift at all or missing a day….which is my fear for next week.  Work and life are always getting in the way.  It just happens, but I’ve done really good about working around these unplanned instances to stick to my plans.  I’ve learned to be flexible. And always have a backup plan.  This is especially true when it comes to eating.  Say I was to start a 10 week plan on Monday.  I look at a calendar….when are the holidays, do I have any vacations planned, weddings, anything else that may get me out of my routine.  Don’t worry, I take a couple of weeks each year completely off.  Somehow these always come up around the same time as a vacation or conference.  It’s just easier that way.  And I am competing in the show in July 2011.  Before I even committed to competing I looked at a calendar to see when conflicts would occur and how I could work around them.  So far there is a one week vacation in March that will have some impact, but hopefully its early enough.  Brutally honest….I’ve already checked out local gyms and determined how I can get my meals.  

4 Years of Progression

I couldn’t tell you what I weighed or what my typical eating routine looked like 4 years ago.  I’d probably say average.  I looked average, felt average, even ate average.  I didn’t work out and couldn’t tell you if I ate 1,800 or 4,800 calories a day.  At the age of 26 I was clueless about anything fitness related.  But I did know one thing – I didn’t like the way I looked or the way I felt.  I think most people at the gym have that same moment….I don’t know where to start but I know I need to start.  Here is a recap of how I went from the average working male into thinking I want to compete as a bodybuilder… 

Year 1:  Burn More than You Eat and Eat Right

We all know the spots we want to work on.  Mine was an inner tube surrounding my waste.  How the heck did that get there?  I had access to the gym, perhaps I should try some cardio.  Simple math:  If I burn more calories than I take in, then slowly I should shed fat.  I logged my calories on Sparkpeople and hit the gym 5 days a week.  I didn’t adjust my food by much….just tracked it.  So if I knew I was going to have dinner out, then the rest of the day I ate less (it made sense at the time).  Cardio for 40-60 minutes a day.  My favorite was the elliptical.  I could watch TV, sweat my @$$ off, and watch the screen as it counted the calories burned.  The scale showed progress.  It was working.  But after 6 months I didn’t see progress and I was bored.  The little ‘Resistance’ button on the machine wouldn’t go any higher and I couldn’t go any faster without dislocating a hip.  Crap!  So this is the wall I’ve heard so much about…how nice to meet you!  What to change?  Add weights?  Try the bike?  Maybe pedal backwards?  Then I picked up a book from the editor of Men’s Health called the Abs Diet.  In the simplest of terms…if you want to change your appearance you have to change the way you eat.  Eat clean, eat small frequent meals, cut out the processed foods.  Why not?  And so I did.  In the next 6 months I stuck to the cardio, but changed my eating to follow the Abs Diet.  I’ve never been one to jump on the latest craze, but I think you have to find what works for you.  The book helped.  It wasn’t a diet, it was a manual on how to change all of my bad habits.  Between Sparkpeople and the Abs Diet I was beginning to understand the relationship between fitness and nutrition. 

Year 2:  Building the Foundation

It happened one day when I least expected it.  I was at the gym doing my usual cardio.  I was the one with the ear buds in cranking away on my machine.  For the past year I didn’t talk to anyone.  Pretty reserved and enjoying whatever was on the TV that day.  Few people knew my name and I spent most days trying not to earn a nickname…like ‘Smelly.’  At the time there was a whole crew of trainers and wellness people that worked in the gym.  As I was wiping down my salty discharge that I had deposited all over the machine one of the trainers approached me.  ‘Hey Aaron, we’ve noticed the progress you’ve made here in the gym.  We want to feature you as our member of the month.’  I’ve been noticed?  Out of all the people that I see here every day?  Me?  Um, ok!  You’ll here more about the trainer in the many posts to come.  But I refer to this as ‘Day One’ for me.  He offered his services to me along with many others in the gym.  In the next few weeks I picked the trainer’s brain about everything.  He looked at my eating plans, my workouts, even did a body fat test…I was down to 14%.  I’m guessing I was 18-20% when I first started.  He clued me in on the missing piece….weight training.  Over the next several months we tried everything.  He wrote out the plans for what to lift and I went out and executed it.  If I was in the gym for an hour a day, 40 minutes was on lifting – 20 on cardio.  Balance!  He also had me log everything.  I could see increases in weight from week to week.  You could take a look at my log and see what day I was pushing myself, what day I went through the motions and what day I skipped an exercise.  It wasn’t easy.  I struggled.  Felt weak.  Intimidated by the different machines.  The trainer would give me a new workout and I would go to work googling some of the names….Lumberjack?  Bent over lateral raise?  To the trainer everything happens in 10-12 week intervals.  By the end of the first 12 weeks with him we tested body fat again…12%.  Stupid inner tube around the waist!  I had combined weight training with cardio and a clean meal plan….does anyone else know this secret?  Why did I wait so long?  Every 10-12 weeks we changed something.  We mixed up the lifting routines…adjusted the macros on my eating plan….it kept me interested.  By the end of the year I was lean.  Like really lean.  I liked it, but knew I wanted to add some size to my now 6’3” lean frame.  So we added in days, weeks and months where I was increasing my calories.  I was starting to see and feel the relationship between nutrition and exercise play out.  

Year 3:  The Business Shirt

I usually need to buy clothes when I wear mine out or my sense of fashion goes out of style.  When is the plaid shirt coming back?  I have a closet full!  Sitting at work one day in my typical business shirt I realized that I had a new reason to go shop.  I reached across my chest and heard a loud ‘RIIIIIIIPPPPPP’ on the elbow of my button up shirt.  Aw Crap!  Well it was an old shirt and as long as I don’t leave my cubicle no one will notice.  Mission accomplished.  Three days later.  A relatively new shirt made the ‘RIIIIIIIPPPPP’ noise again.  WTH?  The trainer didn't act surprised.  He called it ‘Progression.’  Which is good in a sense, but was going to end up costing me money and earn some sales girl a nice commission.  Year 3 was about rotation.  Some 10 week periods I did no cardio at all.  Some periods I was carb loading and others I was restricting carbs.  My body was confused.  It responded by adding lean tissue…one pound at a time.  I was addicted to all things fitness and nutrition related.  I didn’t obsess over it.  But it was the highlight of my day.  If I was going to work my tail off in the gym, I sure as heck wasn’t going to go eat crap that evening.  That was my mantra!  Oh yeah, I had cravings for chocolate and greasy food….but they were rare.  There was one period where carbs were restricted.  I had a dream where I was at a ballgame eating a hot dog bun dipped in mustard!  A bun!  In mustard!  How jacked up is that?

While Year 1 and 2 were about gaining knowledge…Year 3 was about using that knowledge and seeing results.  I’ve now seen 2 other people start this same process at the gym.  You can spot them!  They have the thirst for knowledge and are willing to do what it takes.  Where I’ve seen 2 others…I’ve seen many more start and quit.  They come in, try it for a month, don’t see results and think it’s too hard or too complicated.  One…no one sees results in 4 weeks.  Two…it’s not complicated.  It takes time and commitment.  Like I said before, the truly committed have that moment when they decide enough is enough and they are willing to try new things and step out of that comfort zone to learn more. 

Year 4:  Breaking Down the Walls

I started this ‘year’ feeling really good about where I was in terms of my progression.  No more dreams of baked goods and I have a closet filled with ‘offseason’ clothes and ‘cut season’ clothes.  The difference between these two ‘seasons’ is about 30 pounds for me.  So now what?  I have two tracks in my year…I am either gaining or losing.  I liked that program.  Spend 9 months adding lean tissue, feeling full, being able to lift weight I’ve never lifted before…and 3 months tearing away the water and fat to see the results.  Let’s do that again…. 

I’m in the middle of Year 4 and in the middle of offseason training.  I eat about 3,700 calories a day in hopes of gaining more lean tissue.  In a few months I’ll switch everything and cut season will begin.  But this time the end result will be displayed on stage.  I started this entry saying how I began my years feeling and looking average.  I know this person well.  And I know there are many out there in the same place I was.  They come up to me in the gym and ask me questions.  People I haven’t seen in months or years will want to know my secrets.  They want to know how hard it is so that they can use some excuse for why they aren’t getting in the gym.  It’s odd.  People are motivated by different things.  And living a fit and healthy life takes a whole lot of motivation.  So this year is also going to be about giving back.  I’ve learned a lot and I know what it takes.  I can answer questions that others may not.  I can walk you through my world.  My observations.  My struggles.  This is Year 4…       

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Starting out and prepping for 2011

This is my first blog entry, so I better start with a little background.  This year was filled with lots of new adventures and it looks like 2011 is going to be an extension of what I started.  I work the typical 8-5, but I have a few perks that most don’t.  I have a fully equipped gym at my office, a professional trainer at an arm’s reach and a flexible work schedule that allows me to hit the gym at all hours of the day.  I started this blog as I am in the offseason for training for my first bodybuilding competition.  I eat eggs like they are candy, train like I enjoy pain, and am surrounded by some real characters….this blog will follow the day to day life of a guy trying not to HIT THE WALL!  

I noticed several months ago that I was doing lots of stuff…’for the fun of it.’  Why did I run?  For the fun of it!  Why did I lift weights?  For the fun of it!  So then I was asked by a couple of friends…why don’t you set a pinnacle goal.  Run and lift for something other than just for the fun of it.  What’s this?  A challenge?  My first goal was not easy.  A half marathon.  Sixteen grueling weeks of running 4-5 days a week.  I finished in 2:05.  How far can you run without stopping?  When I started it was exactly 3.25 miles.  At one point I thought getting hit by a bus would feel better than what my body felt like during that run.  3.25 miles - Not one step further!  By the end I could run over 13….and I enjoyed every step of it.

I considered becoming a full time runner.  I like the thrill of races.  Everyone lined up next to me….running as fast as I can while the 13 year old kid that passes me barely breaks a sweat…telling myself that I can eat pizza as soon as I’m done. 

But I’ve been lifting consistently for over 3 years.  Eating pretty strict for the same amount of time.  I didn’t want to lose the strength and size I had gained over those years.  The trainer had competed several times before and was branching out into contest prep and thought I had enough size to get up on stage.  He was willing to take me through the process.  A fellow co-worker wanted to train for the competition as well.  Two people in my corner…enough said.  I had a few weeks until the half marathon to decide.  By the time my legs recovered from the race, I was dead set on going after goal #2…train to compete as a bodybuilder!   

Here is a recent pic…

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And here is what the pain and joy of running 13.1 miles looks like…

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