This Stud

Since Breakthrough officially ended two weeks ago, I’ve been really good and consistent with keeping a daily workout routine going. I wake up every weekday around 11 (not 3 PM like last summer, so this is already looking pretty amazing) and I run a mile. This is the most running I’ve ever done since sophomore year in high school, back when it was just one mile per week. I’m not too sure what health benefits I’m getting from running every morning except for feeling like dead shit afterward, but I do know that I should eventually get a tan (and then skin cancer), and a tan is all that really matters.

And later in the day, I find time to work out, every week day. I am just too skinny right now. Trung thinks I have body dysmorphic disorder, a “psychological disorder in which the affected person is excessively concerned and preoccupied by a perceived defect in his or her physical features.” So if anything, it’s really just more motivation.

I’ve been eating a lot too. Four to five meals a day. I’m intent on gaining some weight, and I want to get to at least 150. When I started out, I weighed 139 pounds in the morning after waking up and taking a dump, and now I’m at 143 (in the morning after waking up and taking a dump). Things are looking good.

Compared to the rest of the workouts I’ve tried in the past, nothing is too exceptional about my current one except for that fact that two weeks is probably the longest I’ve ever been consistent. And I intend to keep going. I’ve got a few things motivating me:

I dropped sixty dollars on an eighty-serving bucket of whey protein. I had to spend all summer tranquilizing eighth graders to earn (very little) money, so I’m not going to let my sixty dollars collect dust.

And...

The following is a list of things that I can hold with my rock hard pec/breast/boob cleavage (in order of thinnest to thickest):
- .5mm lead.
- A straightened out paper clip.
- A pencil.
- A chopstick.
- A tooth brush.
- A marble (one of the bigger fat shooter ones).

I think holding one item is pretty easy, but two is definitely a lot harder. I tried shoving in two chopsticks, but my pecs can’t seem to hold onto that second one. My eventual goal is to hold three. (And yes, I do wash the chopsticks after I “use” them. Don’t freak out if I ever invite you over for pho. Though you should be careful about what pencil you pick up. Not that anything’s really dirty about the skin between my pecs.)

Oh, and my abs are coming back too. I miss the old days when I used to have canyons in my stomach. But the rivers have started running again, and the canyons will soon get recarved.

And I’d post pictures of my progress, especially an album consisting of nothing but photos of me holding each of the aforementioned items with my pecs, but the last time I had a shirtless picture on my old blog, a creepy anonymous guy commented a really heartfelt and significant blog entry (probably the millionth one about my blossoming/dying/standstill relationship with my parents) a few months later writing, “when r u goin to post more shirtless pics? sexy hehe” (though compliments are always ego boosting). I will however, post that same shirtless picture that got the creepy anonymous guy goin’ because that picture was taken when I was fifteen. Because if you think that picture is sexy, I can guilt trip you by calling you a CHILD-MOLESTING PEDO. You’re only supposed to look at the picture and know that my body is better in comparison today. Okay? Okay.

Here’s the picture. You know you want to click the link.

And since each of the past many entries have had flashbacks, I don’t wanna break the combo so here’s yet another flashback! Try to find the parallel themes/ changes/ background info/ symbols/ foreshadow/ nothing useful in this one!

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“One Week Late with that 3-Week Progress Report”
Written November 2nd, 2005

Though I totally missed one week of working out due to homework and fooling around, I have been able to consistently keep up the workouts and high protein food. I don’t think I’ve been this motivated in a long while. :O

Weight, 4 weeks ago: 118 lbs.
Now: 125 lbs.
Bicep/Triceps, 4 weeks ago: 10.7 in (left), 11.0 in (right).
Now: 11.25 in. (left), 11.75 in. (right).
Chest, 4 weeks ago: 33 in.
Now: 35.4 in.

If I’m not measuring myself inaccurately [[which, in retrospect, I now think I was]], then YAY, improvement. However, I'm not too sure if I'm going too fast or too slow or normally. There's like less than an inch gain for each arm, but this is only the fourth week, and the third week doesn't really count for anything. But anyways, I am also going to start measuring the diameter of the areola around my nipples. I swear, they’re getting bigger too, and it’s not my imagination.
Now: 0.8 in (left), 0.9 in.
MY GOAL IS TO HAVE HALF-DOLLAR-SIZED NIPPLES.
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I don’t think I’ve made a lot of progress with my nipples over the last four years. =(