So, the new jump-rope is awesome. I only got one minor headache at the start (once I was fully hydrated), and just sort of loosened up a bit and it went away.
My total for tonight is 850-ish. I could have gone to 1150, but something inside me was just like, "no, dude, this is waaaay too much to just jump in after a week of biking"
Personally, I kind of disagree, but what can I say? Intuition is rather persuasive.
I do notice a slight achey-ness in my head, but it's barely there. In fact, as I type this, it's fading away.
Will this success continue onto tomorrow? Who knows? All I can say is that this rope is a VAST improvement. Each jump with this new one felt like ten with the old one.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Ok, wow...
This isn't PCP related, but I had to write about it.
My mom was driving me to a sporting goods store to get me a jump rope, and we were driving on this overpass and I looked out my window and saw the setting sun, and all the light bathing the cars and the asphalt. Everything looked amazing, all colorful - the picture of summer. I'd like to make a note that this is the first day of light that we've had in Massachusetts for what feels like forever (I want to say it's been about a week; a week of constant rain). Now, it's not that I dislike the rain, but as you can imagine, I was beginning to miss the sun.
As we were driving away, I was thinking about how awesome it would be just to sort of relax somewhere that had similar qualities. I guess sitting the side walk would kind of suck - imagine the noise and the exhaust. And even if I could find such a place that didn't have any of the negatives, there's no way I could really enjoy it. I mean, I'd need to be with friends, but all my friends have this attitude - it's hard to explain; places to hang out aren't really judged by their aesthetic appeal, they're judged by their security. I mean, they ask the question, "is anyone gonna see us while we get drunk/high?" I don't think I need to tell you guys that these places are really unpleasant.
So, I thought to myself, "when I can finally lucid dream, I'm going to go to a place that has this beauty with a dream character, and just kind of chill and fly or whatever", but then it occurred to me "hey, I'm already here right now" and when I realized that, I felt completely relaxed, and I felt very light. I simply felt free. That moment slipped into the next, and into the next. I let the beauty of each moment wash over me.
That feeling of freedom is something i've been trying to find for a while. I don't really feel it anymore, but that doesn't mean it's left me.
Like I said, nothing to do with the project (other than the fact that I was on my way to get a better jump rope), but I felt it was worth writing about. And I pretty much expect everyone to be thinking "wtf?" while they read this, it's a little odd. So yeah, that's it I suppose.
Oh yeah! And I got a new jump rope, so I'm going to see if it's worth anything right now.
My mom was driving me to a sporting goods store to get me a jump rope, and we were driving on this overpass and I looked out my window and saw the setting sun, and all the light bathing the cars and the asphalt. Everything looked amazing, all colorful - the picture of summer. I'd like to make a note that this is the first day of light that we've had in Massachusetts for what feels like forever (I want to say it's been about a week; a week of constant rain). Now, it's not that I dislike the rain, but as you can imagine, I was beginning to miss the sun.
As we were driving away, I was thinking about how awesome it would be just to sort of relax somewhere that had similar qualities. I guess sitting the side walk would kind of suck - imagine the noise and the exhaust. And even if I could find such a place that didn't have any of the negatives, there's no way I could really enjoy it. I mean, I'd need to be with friends, but all my friends have this attitude - it's hard to explain; places to hang out aren't really judged by their aesthetic appeal, they're judged by their security. I mean, they ask the question, "is anyone gonna see us while we get drunk/high?" I don't think I need to tell you guys that these places are really unpleasant.
So, I thought to myself, "when I can finally lucid dream, I'm going to go to a place that has this beauty with a dream character, and just kind of chill and fly or whatever", but then it occurred to me "hey, I'm already here right now" and when I realized that, I felt completely relaxed, and I felt very light. I simply felt free. That moment slipped into the next, and into the next. I let the beauty of each moment wash over me.
That feeling of freedom is something i've been trying to find for a while. I don't really feel it anymore, but that doesn't mean it's left me.
Like I said, nothing to do with the project (other than the fact that I was on my way to get a better jump rope), but I felt it was worth writing about. And I pretty much expect everyone to be thinking "wtf?" while they read this, it's a little odd. So yeah, that's it I suppose.
Oh yeah! And I got a new jump rope, so I'm going to see if it's worth anything right now.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Things have changed a bit...
As far as I can tell, I still look pretty much the same as I did when I started the program. Maybe my arms look a little more defined or they have a bit more mass added to them, I don't know, but I do know that on a level of feeling has changed. I can't really keep track of it, but things are a tad bit different.
A friend of mine who had recently gone through boot camp said that in the first month, he noticed a few mental changes going on, something that at the time only he noticed (probably because he's a smart son of a bitch and can notice varying degrees of subtlety). Though, when talking to the other airmen after boot camp, they all seemed to notice a similar phenomenon.
Speaking vaguely, these changes are positive, I guess you could say. Overall, that is. I don't think anyone would be surprised to hear that the military fucks with your head a little bit.
I forget many of the specific qualities he described, but at the time even though I knew what he was talking about, I didn't notice anything like it happening in me. Yes, I know, the PCP is not boot camp and boot camp is not the PCP. I'm also not interested in comparing them to each other. What I am interested in is the fact that as I sit here now, I seem to be experiencing some sort of change.
I feel as though I have a slightly higher awareness of my body. And I feel like I'm more "here" (not spacing out, or getting completely lost in random thought).
Why is this important? Well, I've been riding my bike instead of attempting to jump for the past few days. Today, however, I got sick of riding my bike in the rain down the same god damn bike path, so I said "screw it, I'm jumping today." My first time picking up the jump rope in almost a week, and my perception was incredibly different. I noticed a hell of a lot more. The tightness of my back and arms, the sloppiness of my landings, and the shock wave moving through my body (to name a few)
Then I put the rope aside, and did some jumps with no rope, but as if I was really using one. The form was incredibly different, I just jumped and instead of going "dammit! frickin' rope!" I just payed attention to my body, and I completely zoned out and wasn't paying attention to how many I was doing - it was actually quite nice. Then I incorporated my rope and noticed a radical difference. Then I tried to jump in the smooth fashion that I was doing earlier with the rope and found it impossible. I was tripping up on my rope at almost every jump. If I fudged my form a little I managed to get up to five.
I don't know if it's definitely the rope, but I know for sure that it's at least contributing to my problems. And I know you guys are probably like, "well, why the hell didn't you buy a new rope like, a week ago?!" and my answer to that is that no where around here sells jump ropes, and my parents have been on vacation, so relying on public transportation to get to where they sell them would turn it into a day-long trip, so that's a no-go.
A friend of mine who had recently gone through boot camp said that in the first month, he noticed a few mental changes going on, something that at the time only he noticed (probably because he's a smart son of a bitch and can notice varying degrees of subtlety). Though, when talking to the other airmen after boot camp, they all seemed to notice a similar phenomenon.
Speaking vaguely, these changes are positive, I guess you could say. Overall, that is. I don't think anyone would be surprised to hear that the military fucks with your head a little bit.
I forget many of the specific qualities he described, but at the time even though I knew what he was talking about, I didn't notice anything like it happening in me. Yes, I know, the PCP is not boot camp and boot camp is not the PCP. I'm also not interested in comparing them to each other. What I am interested in is the fact that as I sit here now, I seem to be experiencing some sort of change.
I feel as though I have a slightly higher awareness of my body. And I feel like I'm more "here" (not spacing out, or getting completely lost in random thought).
Why is this important? Well, I've been riding my bike instead of attempting to jump for the past few days. Today, however, I got sick of riding my bike in the rain down the same god damn bike path, so I said "screw it, I'm jumping today." My first time picking up the jump rope in almost a week, and my perception was incredibly different. I noticed a hell of a lot more. The tightness of my back and arms, the sloppiness of my landings, and the shock wave moving through my body (to name a few)
Then I put the rope aside, and did some jumps with no rope, but as if I was really using one. The form was incredibly different, I just jumped and instead of going "dammit! frickin' rope!" I just payed attention to my body, and I completely zoned out and wasn't paying attention to how many I was doing - it was actually quite nice. Then I incorporated my rope and noticed a radical difference. Then I tried to jump in the smooth fashion that I was doing earlier with the rope and found it impossible. I was tripping up on my rope at almost every jump. If I fudged my form a little I managed to get up to five.
I don't know if it's definitely the rope, but I know for sure that it's at least contributing to my problems. And I know you guys are probably like, "well, why the hell didn't you buy a new rope like, a week ago?!" and my answer to that is that no where around here sells jump ropes, and my parents have been on vacation, so relying on public transportation to get to where they sell them would turn it into a day-long trip, so that's a no-go.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Headaches and squats
Just something to note - I'm doing the workout right now, Day 22, and I'm doing the squats and I've done two sets already. On the first one I got a headache, but as soon as I stopped it started to go away. Then after about a minute, I did the second set and made sure to really breath this time (not that my breathing was bad on the first set). Right now, I have a dull ache, but it's nothing. I'm actually quite pleased with this, because to me it signals that it's definitely not something to worry about - likely blood pressure or something of the sort or maybe my breathing is as good as I think it is. Who knows?
Also, This is the first time I've started doing the squats without jumps, biking, or walking before hand on over a week. I just sort of jumped into it. To me, this is kind of a victory, more than anything.
Update: I haven't even finished the workout and the headache is gone. Actually, I feel quite alert and "with it".
Also, This is the first time I've started doing the squats without jumps, biking, or walking before hand on over a week. I just sort of jumped into it. To me, this is kind of a victory, more than anything.
Update: I haven't even finished the workout and the headache is gone. Actually, I feel quite alert and "with it".
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Chilled out a bit
Ok, so it's 11:13 now, so my energy has dropped enough and my mind has slowed enough for me to gather my thoughts into something I can type.
I'm considering signing up to a martial arts class. And by considering, I mean I plan to take Aikido and I have a few schools in mind, and once I feel the time is right, I'm going to go scope them out.
I can't really describe my mental and physical state too well. Mentally, I usually operate on a very small scale and take notice of many subtleties, so something that is occurring over the course of tw0-three days can appear like a regular habit. I've known about this particular flaw in my perception for some time, yet I have never really been able to account for it. Regardless of this, one thing I've noticed is this sort of "purification". Thinking and movement incur allusions to water flowing. I feel as though I'm tapping into some reservoir of energy, and I need some way to control it.
I'm considering signing up to a martial arts class. And by considering, I mean I plan to take Aikido and I have a few schools in mind, and once I feel the time is right, I'm going to go scope them out.
I can't really describe my mental and physical state too well. Mentally, I usually operate on a very small scale and take notice of many subtleties, so something that is occurring over the course of tw0-three days can appear like a regular habit. I've known about this particular flaw in my perception for some time, yet I have never really been able to account for it. Regardless of this, one thing I've noticed is this sort of "purification". Thinking and movement incur allusions to water flowing. I feel as though I'm tapping into some reservoir of energy, and I need some way to control it.
Too damn much
There is a shit load going through my mind. It seems the only thing I have the energy to comment on is that the workout has me feeling rather damn good and that it's increasing my mental ability (maybe too much for me to handle right now). Either way, it's friggin' awesome.
Also, the new Zen Is Stupid was hilarious.
Also, the new Zen Is Stupid was hilarious.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Good news, everyone! (Day 18)
I managed to do all 850 jumps for the day without any headache.
Good news, indeed
I mean, they weren't all at once. I did 100, then an exercise, then 100 more, then the next exercise, then 100 more. And at I cut the sit-ups in half, doing 100 after the first two, and then 150 after the last two sets. I am fuckin' exhausted.
Also, on my way to and from the watch shop (to buy a new watch) I kept noticing that I was getting checked out by various women who were on the bus and walking past me on the sidewalk. It's odd, because there hasn't been any noticeable change in my physical appearance over the past two weeks. There is, however, a change in how I hold myself. I feel better, healthier, and slightly more confident.
So far, today has been a good day.
I mean, they weren't all at once. I did 100, then an exercise, then 100 more, then the next exercise, then 100 more. And at I cut the sit-ups in half, doing 100 after the first two, and then 150 after the last two sets. I am fuckin' exhausted.
Also, on my way to and from the watch shop (to buy a new watch) I kept noticing that I was getting checked out by various women who were on the bus and walking past me on the sidewalk. It's odd, because there hasn't been any noticeable change in my physical appearance over the past two weeks. There is, however, a change in how I hold myself. I feel better, healthier, and slightly more confident.
So far, today has been a good day.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Day 17
Again, still getting headaches. Incredibly frustrating, very disheartening. I'm adjusting to the diet pretty nicely, I never feel as thought I'm eating too much. More like I'm eating enough.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Possible solution
I think I may have figured out why I get headaches when I jump rope. It's gotta be the rope. From what I can tell, it's too short. A few minutes ago it occurred to me that my form is really sloppy, so I dropped the rope, and jumped as if I was holding a rope, as naturally as I possible could. Maintaining a straight posture, moving at a comfortable pace, and breathing properly (or at least I think it was proper). I then tried to do that with my jump rope and it was impossible. I then jumped how I normally jump and noticed that I have to pull my feet up a lot, which strains me more than it should and causes my feet to come down pretty hard. I would describe the rope to you, but it's more effective if I just show it to you:
Ok, so maybe it's not the worst jump rope in the world, and I am only assuming that a better rope will lead to better jumps and no headaches (or at least less headaches)
Though this guy has a compelling argument:
That display makes my jumping look like a spasmodic crack-head.
Ok, so maybe it's not the worst jump rope in the world, and I am only assuming that a better rope will lead to better jumps and no headaches (or at least less headaches)
Though this guy has a compelling argument:
That display makes my jumping look like a spasmodic crack-head.
Vegetable ideas
If anyone has any ideas, that would be great. I just bought a bunch of vegetables; celery, carrots, turnips, white onions, yellow squash, those little white mushrooms, some large broccoli stocks, and maybe something else I forgot.
I also have a few cobs of corn, a few bell peppers (orange, red, and I think green), some cauliflower, some tomatoes and some sugar peas.
So, what should I do with these?
I also have a few cobs of corn, a few bell peppers (orange, red, and I think green), some cauliflower, some tomatoes and some sugar peas.
So, what should I do with these?
Thursday, June 11, 2009
One more thing...
The rest of the exercise is going along really well. Almost a little too well. Aside from the "muscle failure" of the crunches, everything else is going along with no problem.
Just those damn jump...
Just those damn jump...
Day 11
First post in a while. At least it feels like a while. I am still getting headaches, but I highly doubt it's anything serious. I've realized that my mind has wandered this week. I guess it started thursday when I fucked up my sleep cycle, and then a lot of other events occured that distracted me - basically I was shifting my routine to fit the PCP, and then every other variable in my life decided to shift.
When shit happens, I usually rely on my basic routine, which revolves around when I eat and what I eat. I have changed that, and turned it almost into a sort of homework assignment. It didn't really occur to me, but I think I now may be on to something - especially since my sleep cycle is returning to normal.
From this rather massive fall early on, I think I stand to gain quite a bit. I've noticed that I learn the best when I make every mistake I can possibly make, and then picking myself back up - something I learned about myself a few months ago. For one, I feel an increase in my drive and ambition.
The problems I am encountering are headaches from the exercise and not getting enough variety or vegetables in my diet. The carbs are fine, the protein is fine, but I can't continue to eat pasta and olive oil cooked chicked forever. I already have serveral solutions to this problem.
I just have to wait for tomorrow so I can actually implement them...
When shit happens, I usually rely on my basic routine, which revolves around when I eat and what I eat. I have changed that, and turned it almost into a sort of homework assignment. It didn't really occur to me, but I think I now may be on to something - especially since my sleep cycle is returning to normal.
From this rather massive fall early on, I think I stand to gain quite a bit. I've noticed that I learn the best when I make every mistake I can possibly make, and then picking myself back up - something I learned about myself a few months ago. For one, I feel an increase in my drive and ambition.
The problems I am encountering are headaches from the exercise and not getting enough variety or vegetables in my diet. The carbs are fine, the protein is fine, but I can't continue to eat pasta and olive oil cooked chicked forever. I already have serveral solutions to this problem.
I just have to wait for tomorrow so I can actually implement them...
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Day 7
All right. Today was a bit of a different story.
I started out doing the jumps after drinking about three - five cups of water. And I mean big cups. I managed to get to get out 100, but I got a headache again. This time it was different, it struck me as rather obvious why it was occurring this time. It felt exactly like a tension headache, which is what it was. My breathing wasn't the same is it was all those other times that my jumps were successful. So I turned to Google.
God, I love the internet.
Turns out I was correct. Also, before I even finished the search, my head was fine, which means I was likely also correct about yesterday, too.
Later, before dinner, I tried again. All the websites said pretty much the same thing. Jump on a padded surface, breath properly (deeply and smoothly), don't clench up, and if you're new to the jump rope (jumproping?) then do small sets.
I did all of that and I experienced no problem whatsoever. I know, it says 500 jumps, as in one set, but I really couldn't do that. I did 50 jumps, paused for a few seconds before my body chilled, then went to 100, chilled for a few seconds, and then started over again counting to 50. The Funny thing is that it got easier as I went on and by 400 I managed to churn out 100 in a row.
Just to make sure there's no confusion, I want it on record that I started from scratch when I tried the second time, I didn't build off of the first 100.
I started out doing the jumps after drinking about three - five cups of water. And I mean big cups. I managed to get to get out 100, but I got a headache again. This time it was different, it struck me as rather obvious why it was occurring this time. It felt exactly like a tension headache, which is what it was. My breathing wasn't the same is it was all those other times that my jumps were successful. So I turned to Google.
God, I love the internet.
Turns out I was correct. Also, before I even finished the search, my head was fine, which means I was likely also correct about yesterday, too.
Later, before dinner, I tried again. All the websites said pretty much the same thing. Jump on a padded surface, breath properly (deeply and smoothly), don't clench up, and if you're new to the jump rope (jumproping?) then do small sets.
I did all of that and I experienced no problem whatsoever. I know, it says 500 jumps, as in one set, but I really couldn't do that. I did 50 jumps, paused for a few seconds before my body chilled, then went to 100, chilled for a few seconds, and then started over again counting to 50. The Funny thing is that it got easier as I went on and by 400 I managed to churn out 100 in a row.
Just to make sure there's no confusion, I want it on record that I started from scratch when I tried the second time, I didn't build off of the first 100.
Day 6
This day was a massive embarrassment. Epic fail isn't good enough.
Quiz time.
What do you get when you slowly get dehydrated over the course of the day and don't realize it, and move from a completely sedentary position to a very active position?
A headache.
What I'm talking about is this. I spent most of the day sitting at my computer, which is odd for me. I'm not really sure why I didn't get up and ride my bike. My guess is that I wasn't drinking enough water and that made me lethargic.
So, at the end of the day, I decide to do the project. I start off with the jumps.
A completely related fact: When you are hungover, a few things happen. One, your body loses a lot of minerals, vitamins, electrolytes (what plants crave. sorry, couldn't resist), and a few enzymes. The other thing that happens is that happens is that your brain literally shrinks in size, which causes the headache. This happens via dehydration.
So, again, what happens when you jump up and down with a dehydrated, shrunken brain? You get a headache.
I did two sets with my shoes on (outside on the grass) and thought that the pain might have been caused by how harsh my feet were coming down on the ground. When I took them off, and still felt pain after the third set, I realized that maybe it was something else.
I'm so smart sometimes, you know?
Why is this embarrassing? Because it prevented me from doing the rest of the exercise. It kills me even typing this now. If I couldn't do the exercises because they were too much, because I was too worked out, I would have been able to live with that. I still would have been incredibly disappointed, but I could bear it. This was because of my own stupidity. And maybe if I had done the exercise early I could have finished if I had time to do so later, but no. This was pretty much headache, rest, then sleep.
As I write this now, Sunday morning, I feel fine. Still slightly dehydrated from yesterday, but much better. Also, If you're wondering, I'm probably an odd case - meaning that chances are I dehydrate faster than most people, but I doubt that. That's just what a doctor told me, but it turned out he was an complete idiot.
The moral of the story? Stay hydrated. Or as the counselors at my old summer camp used to say, "hydrate or die". Also, don't go from completely sedentary to completely active like I did. At least walk up and down your street or something.
Also, for the uninitiated who didn't get my joke:
Oh, I almost forgot, how the hell do you "follow" people? I couldn't find a button for it or anything.
Quiz time.
What do you get when you slowly get dehydrated over the course of the day and don't realize it, and move from a completely sedentary position to a very active position?
A headache.
What I'm talking about is this. I spent most of the day sitting at my computer, which is odd for me. I'm not really sure why I didn't get up and ride my bike. My guess is that I wasn't drinking enough water and that made me lethargic.
So, at the end of the day, I decide to do the project. I start off with the jumps.
A completely related fact: When you are hungover, a few things happen. One, your body loses a lot of minerals, vitamins, electrolytes (what plants crave. sorry, couldn't resist), and a few enzymes. The other thing that happens is that happens is that your brain literally shrinks in size, which causes the headache. This happens via dehydration.
So, again, what happens when you jump up and down with a dehydrated, shrunken brain? You get a headache.
I did two sets with my shoes on (outside on the grass) and thought that the pain might have been caused by how harsh my feet were coming down on the ground. When I took them off, and still felt pain after the third set, I realized that maybe it was something else.
I'm so smart sometimes, you know?
Why is this embarrassing? Because it prevented me from doing the rest of the exercise. It kills me even typing this now. If I couldn't do the exercises because they were too much, because I was too worked out, I would have been able to live with that. I still would have been incredibly disappointed, but I could bear it. This was because of my own stupidity. And maybe if I had done the exercise early I could have finished if I had time to do so later, but no. This was pretty much headache, rest, then sleep.
As I write this now, Sunday morning, I feel fine. Still slightly dehydrated from yesterday, but much better. Also, If you're wondering, I'm probably an odd case - meaning that chances are I dehydrate faster than most people, but I doubt that. That's just what a doctor told me, but it turned out he was an complete idiot.
The moral of the story? Stay hydrated. Or as the counselors at my old summer camp used to say, "hydrate or die". Also, don't go from completely sedentary to completely active like I did. At least walk up and down your street or something.
Also, for the uninitiated who didn't get my joke:
Oh, I almost forgot, how the hell do you "follow" people? I couldn't find a button for it or anything.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Day 5
It seems like today was a reversal of the previous four. The current theme has been that the eating less and healthier has been easy, while the exercise (mostly jumps) has been more challenging. Today, I managed to bang out the exercise the more efficiently than I have so far. While the diet... well, that's something else.
I had work today. It's not a real job, just one of those sinkholes that you sit in before you go to college or if you're not going anywhere with your life. A bag boy at a grocery store. They don't give you lunch, so my work day (which I've managed to reduce down to two times a week. That place kills my will to do anything like you would not believe) starts out with me eating breakfast, then for my fifteen minute break three hours later, I eat a bagel, a chocolate candy bar, and some water. I feel this combination keeps me up long enough to get through the next three hours, where it is not three o'clock and I usually eat some sort of lunch at that time.
For some reason today, something just went wrong. I suppose I probably should have eaten right when I got home, but I opted out for doing the exercises first. My reasoning being that if I sat down to eat my legs would then rest, losing their momentum and making it harder to work out. So, I scramble to try and get some food, and remember we had pizza last night.
Big mistake
I shoved it in the heater oven, set the timer, and forgot about it. Ten minutes later, I went and got it, and then realized that maybe pizza might not be the best choice. I seem to remember something about cutting down my oil intake - and that's something I've actually been doing for a little while even before the PCP. Though, it's not like I can eat healthful foods for a few weeks and then be ok when I eat some crap. Quite the opposite in fact. When I finished it, I kind felt worse than if I had just stayed hungry and made something worth while.
So, that was my friday. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
I had work today. It's not a real job, just one of those sinkholes that you sit in before you go to college or if you're not going anywhere with your life. A bag boy at a grocery store. They don't give you lunch, so my work day (which I've managed to reduce down to two times a week. That place kills my will to do anything like you would not believe) starts out with me eating breakfast, then for my fifteen minute break three hours later, I eat a bagel, a chocolate candy bar, and some water. I feel this combination keeps me up long enough to get through the next three hours, where it is not three o'clock and I usually eat some sort of lunch at that time.
For some reason today, something just went wrong. I suppose I probably should have eaten right when I got home, but I opted out for doing the exercises first. My reasoning being that if I sat down to eat my legs would then rest, losing their momentum and making it harder to work out. So, I scramble to try and get some food, and remember we had pizza last night.
Big mistake
I shoved it in the heater oven, set the timer, and forgot about it. Ten minutes later, I went and got it, and then realized that maybe pizza might not be the best choice. I seem to remember something about cutting down my oil intake - and that's something I've actually been doing for a little while even before the PCP. Though, it's not like I can eat healthful foods for a few weeks and then be ok when I eat some crap. Quite the opposite in fact. When I finished it, I kind felt worse than if I had just stayed hungry and made something worth while.
So, that was my friday. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Day 4
Ok, so I didn't blog Day 3. The reason for this being that I just got Spore and to me that is reason enough to miss a day, while laziness isn't.
Plus, there's nothing about Day 3 that's worth blogging anyway.
Today, there were no challenges except for the jump rope. While my lungs are experiencing significantly less strain, my legs are clenching up like nothing else. I still managed (barely) to get all five sets done. The last one was a little scraggly and was pretty much broken up into 30, 10, 10, 10. Granted, there was no wait in between segments, but it was not one continuous set.
I have yet to do the lunges, but that will be a walk in the park.
And that's it for the day. I guess I'll go in to my motivations for doing the PCP when I feel motivated enough.
Plus, there's nothing about Day 3 that's worth blogging anyway.
Today, there were no challenges except for the jump rope. While my lungs are experiencing significantly less strain, my legs are clenching up like nothing else. I still managed (barely) to get all five sets done. The last one was a little scraggly and was pretty much broken up into 30, 10, 10, 10. Granted, there was no wait in between segments, but it was not one continuous set.
I have yet to do the lunges, but that will be a walk in the park.
And that's it for the day. I guess I'll go in to my motivations for doing the PCP when I feel motivated enough.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Day 2 (and Day 1, I guess)
I guess technically, if we're going by Japanese time, this would be the third day. But because I'd rather make it look like I've only missed one day instead of three, and because it is still Day 2 in this time zone, I've labeled it as such.
Also, I'm throwing in a Little about Day 1.
Anyway, a little about me. I'm an 18 year old (soon to be 19) high-school graduate. I've taken the past year off to get myself together and in the fall I'm starting college. Community College. Kind of a bummer but I suppose that's what I get for screwing around all through high-school. My plan is to grind through the courses there as fast and as well as possible and then transfer, hopefully abroad, where I can study and master as many foreign languages as possible. Right now I know English and very poor Russian. Eventually I hope to master Russian, along with Portuguese, Mandarin, Arabic, French, Italian, Czech, German, and Greek - all this with the hopes of being a translator at the end of it.
I dunno, I guess that's all there really is to know about me. Other things I like are video games, sci-fi shit, most other classic nerd things, and humor. I also love philosophy. For me the term "philosophy" is very very large, and I take the meaning of the word literal, "the love of knowledge". To give you some perspective on what I mean, I often debate philosophy of mind with my friends and right now i'm listening to a lot of Terence McKenna talks. And this post is getting too long. I never really like describing myself because being the narcissist that I am I always get wrapped up in the subject, and at the end I always feel like there is so much I left out. So I guess these are the basics.
On to the actual project. Since I'm such a skinny bastard, Patrick recommended that I do a 3/4 diet instead of 1/2. I guess you can say I've been doing somewhere in between for a couple reasons. One because It occcured to me that I do in fact have really large portions. And two because my portion size and how much and when I eat is usually erratic, so It makes getting anywhere close to 3/4 of what I eat kind of hard. 1/2 is a bit easier and I guess as long as I'm hungry. Aside from trying to be exact, cutting back my food has been real easy.
For the exercise, everything has been a breeze, except for the jump ropes. For the past year I've had a particularly bad habit where I just happen to inhale a certian kind of smoke for recreation with friends and then play xbox 360. And while my memory is fine (probably actually sharper, ironically) my lungs have definitely suffered. And this is even more apparent. As for the other exercises, they were easy. I remember a few years ago I could bang out 30 push ups in one set, and right after that do 40 sit ups. The squats and lunges were a breeze too because for all of May I've been riding my bike around and it has had an obvious effect.
I look at day seven's exercise and I can hear my lungs sobbing.
Well, that's it. Day 1 and 2 kind of combined. I'd go more into my motivations, more of who I am, and my impressions of my fellow PCPers (don't worry, they're all positive), but this post is already too long, and there's always tomorrow.
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Also, I'm throwing in a Little about Day 1.
Anyway, a little about me. I'm an 18 year old (soon to be 19) high-school graduate. I've taken the past year off to get myself together and in the fall I'm starting college. Community College. Kind of a bummer but I suppose that's what I get for screwing around all through high-school. My plan is to grind through the courses there as fast and as well as possible and then transfer, hopefully abroad, where I can study and master as many foreign languages as possible. Right now I know English and very poor Russian. Eventually I hope to master Russian, along with Portuguese, Mandarin, Arabic, French, Italian, Czech, German, and Greek - all this with the hopes of being a translator at the end of it.
I dunno, I guess that's all there really is to know about me. Other things I like are video games, sci-fi shit, most other classic nerd things, and humor. I also love philosophy. For me the term "philosophy" is very very large, and I take the meaning of the word literal, "the love of knowledge". To give you some perspective on what I mean, I often debate philosophy of mind with my friends and right now i'm listening to a lot of Terence McKenna talks. And this post is getting too long. I never really like describing myself because being the narcissist that I am I always get wrapped up in the subject, and at the end I always feel like there is so much I left out. So I guess these are the basics.
On to the actual project. Since I'm such a skinny bastard, Patrick recommended that I do a 3/4 diet instead of 1/2. I guess you can say I've been doing somewhere in between for a couple reasons. One because It occcured to me that I do in fact have really large portions. And two because my portion size and how much and when I eat is usually erratic, so It makes getting anywhere close to 3/4 of what I eat kind of hard. 1/2 is a bit easier and I guess as long as I'm hungry. Aside from trying to be exact, cutting back my food has been real easy.
For the exercise, everything has been a breeze, except for the jump ropes. For the past year I've had a particularly bad habit where I just happen to inhale a certian kind of smoke for recreation with friends and then play xbox 360. And while my memory is fine (probably actually sharper, ironically) my lungs have definitely suffered. And this is even more apparent. As for the other exercises, they were easy. I remember a few years ago I could bang out 30 push ups in one set, and right after that do 40 sit ups. The squats and lunges were a breeze too because for all of May I've been riding my bike around and it has had an obvious effect.
I look at day seven's exercise and I can hear my lungs sobbing.
Well, that's it. Day 1 and 2 kind of combined. I'd go more into my motivations, more of who I am, and my impressions of my fellow PCPers (don't worry, they're all positive), but this post is already too long, and there's always tomorrow.
пока завтра
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