Whats goin on people?
Lets get down to business first I guess. I am two weeks out from the Olympia now and I have managed to ignore all the polls and the hype so I don't get too discouraged. Instead I have managed to see the show for what it is and that is not only the SuperBowl of bodybuilding but also the All-Star game. So I guess that makes me a bodybuilding all-star ;). A good man told me that and it took me a while to see it that way but I do now and being top twenty in the world at anything has to give me pleasure. Hell, if that doesn't give me any satisfaction than what will?
Anyway, my weight is down to 242lbs today so I am back down to my ideal weight that I was before the Europa. It hasn't been easy and I have to admit these last four weeks have been the most trying of my career. I wake up constantly staring at the ceiling of my bedroom trying to figure out how to get through the night without going on a free for all in the pantry. Somehow I have managed to stay disciplined and I believe it will pay off since my hard work always has in one way or another.
Hitting the 242lb mark also affords me another small piece of satisfaction....no more cardio! Well, I guess that would be the case if I wasn't obsessive compulsive. I can't actually bring myself to not do any cardio, I did a little this morning and probably will do a little tonight too, I just hope I don't wake up even lighter tomorrow. I am pretty sure at this point if I get any lighter I will only be burning muscle.
The gym has been weird for the last week or so. I have been unable for the first time since I started dieting back in June to lift heavy. I just can't muster the strength to get my old poundage's up. Since I am obsessive compulsive I can't leave the gym unless my muscles are screaming in agony. So, instead of doing 14 sets of heavy duty lifting I have been doing 20-26 sets for each bodypart to make up for the lack of weight. Only time will tell if it gives my muscle a worse or better appearance. Looking in the mirror now it seems like everything is all good so I guess I will keep it going for another week.
Enough of business though, you guys can read that stuff in any mag or any other blog. Let me tell you about my neurotic side....lol. I have been craving food for so long that I am actually not craving it anymore. You got it right, I found the answer to all of North America's weight problem. If you just stop eating good food for long enough your brain actually forgets what it tastes like and you don't crave it anymore...lol. Just screwin around. Seriously though, I actually am not really craving any specific foods anymore.
Those of you who don't compete might not understand this but I am craving situations now instead of food. You get to a point when you diet for too long where the food you used to crave no longer becomes the center of your attention. The center of your attention becomes the situations that involve food. For example, I no longer crave pizza, I crave the football party on Sunday's that surrounds the pizza. Or, I no longer crave McDonald's but I crave the road trip where I stopped at every rest stop not to pee but for some McD's because I had that much time. Or, I no longer crave the sushi in Toronto but I crave the laughter that went along with watching the waitresses gasp that I had eaten a boat of sushi made for four. Anyway, I think you guys get the point. Well, those situations aren't far away now and I will make sure I revisit that Sushi place because I think it was as enjoyable for the waitresses to watch me eat all that Sushi as it was for me to eat it...although the owner couldn't have been that pleased...lol
On a much higher note. Today while doing my obsessive behavioural cardio, after about six minutes in where I usually begin to curse the ground I walk on, instead, a warm feeling came over me at a thought I had. I thought to myself, next week I will be standing on the same stage as Jay Cutler and I earned the right to be there...
Sacrifice Without Regret,
Fouad 'Hoss' Abiad
