There were some beautiful girls walking Queen Street as I circled it at least three more times before heading home. Some friendly face called out to me from within a car and I think it was Manson and the rest of the small Egyptian clan. Blistering was the heat so earl of Summer and yet, summer shalt be infernal and shalt my tan be broiled when such arrives to take my virgin skins pink.
Campbelltown had me for it’s best three hours and here I sit now at home attempting to have one last workout before this age of October breaks upon my expectant Chest. Now the time is 4:25 p.m. and I have just called one of the jobs. It seems that the job is out in Menai but because it’s all basically typing and using Dictaphone and I wouldn’t have to pay for train tickets I’m considering the job. Long hours on the train and waking up early in the morning wouldn’t really fuck me up because it’s a part time job, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. What’s more, the job is at a Lawyers house so there won’t be no issue of performance and I could wear a suit if I wanted to which I would anyway. Now all I have to do is convince this employer that I’m the man he needs, he needs Dictaphone but I have experience.
The other three jobs I will apply for tomorrow as it is probably too late now. No one has called me today yet which is good for now. Lyssa might give me a call later tonight and if she doesn’t I might give her a call and tell her the news. It would be good to work around Sutherland, so many good looking chicks live around there but how hard would it be to get to work. I’ve asked the woman at the agency to call through and see exactly how close the job would be to Sutherland so I can see if it’s worth it or not. Tonight if I have enough time I will start on my new resume where I will create two types. One will be a straight forward resume to land me typing jobs and office jobs, normal shit. The other will be to show my creative flaw and will be detailed in color coordination and lots of little information about me and my creativity.
Well, it’s time now to get out of here and prepare myself for the Gym. Hopefully this prolonged time away from the Gym won’t be too detrimental for my workouts and I don’t slack on too much weight down there. We will only know when I am back here on this Diary so no need talking about futuristic events, even if they are only hours into the future.
Tuesday 6:54 p.m.
It’s time to establish what I’m worth and what I can achieve. It’s time to believe in myself, to use my body as a canvas and reinvent myself. To use my mind, the mistakes, the experiences learnt and the need to learn. The aim is not to start over but to continue the learning process, people make mistakes and learn from them. Rather to be forgotten is the past and all that came with it so a new look, new clothes and a new atmosphere is what is needed. This after all is the recognition and already recognizing that I can do without Jewell forever I have come to understand that I should not hold onto Lyssa anymore than I need to.
Now that this little episode has been recorded let me record some more momentous history, that of my Gym workout today. Yep, I was startled to find that I had only eaten in the morning and was running my carbohydrates on Orange and Mango Fruit Drink before leaving. Whatever it was (Maybe being sick helped) a humongous effort was given from me and I was surprised at what weight I could achieve. Weighing myself at the end of the day I weighed 77.5 Kilo’s and had lost 1.5 Kilo’s since my last workout. That’s what happens when you get sick and miss meals because you can’t swallow properly. Well, here’s my workout.
Warm-up: Before commencing my warm-up I had a little talk to Maddox who was sitting upstairs and had a bit more decency than he did a day ago when he ignored me. Just talking about how packed the Gym was I continued my brisk walk downstairs. The warm-up consisted of two minutes on the stationary bike.
Chest: Starting with plenty of warming up of the muscles I made my way to the Peck Deck Machine but instead of using the normal machine I used one without pads, where your hands had to grasp bars. Shockingly, this was a better feel as I done a warm-up of 20 reps. Already the drips of sweat started coming out. Doing another set with a heavier weight but still warming up I moved onto Seated Machine Press and with 80 pounds performed 15 reps. That was my third warm-up and gathering I had to start proper weights now I tried one more short warm-up of eight reps with 80 pounds on Bench Press. Setting the weight to 120 pounds I thought it would actually be hard to get reps out but to my surprise and with no spot (And knowing it) I performed twelve reps before conking out. On a role I paused for a couple of seconds, three reps, paused and then two more reps.
Moving to Pullovers I performed one set with 55 pounds and fifteen strenuous and controlled reps. My reps are always slow and controlled, throughout the years they have almost always been. Moving to Seated Machine Bench Press I pushed 120 pounds for ten reps and the last rep was so hard I started shaking. Pausing for a needed rest I once again tried 120 pounds and this time performed eight reps, dropped weight to 80 pounds and performed 6 more reps. One set on peck deck with 70 pounds and 7 reps was a step towards Decline Dumbbell Press. Picking up 40 pounders I wasn’t sure what my muscles would achieve and I was surprised they only gave out 7 reps.
Biceps: Confused from the Chest my mind didn’t know I was doing Biceps next until I had finished them. Usually I would jump straight to the back, the next biggest body part. Starting with a warm-up on Standing Cable Curls and 30 pounds I performed 15 fast reps. Moving to Alternate Dumbbell Curls with 30 pounds on each arm I was once again surprised at my strength to push 10 reps from each arm. Jumping back onto Cable Curls I pushed the weight up to 55 pounds and performed 10 very hard reps. Still pumped I moved to Preacher Cable Curls and performed 4 reps with 35 pounds then dropped weight to 30 pounds to finish 8 reps.
Triceps: This was only so that I could recuperate my biceps enough to start on back work so that it wouldn’t take that much away. Only two sets were performed, both on Triceps Pushdown with a straight bar. Firstly, with 30 pounds I pushed 15 reps and then forcing the weight up to 55 pounds I pushed 10 more reps.
Back: My back started to drain my energy forces but nevertheless, I started on Wide Grip Lat Pull downs. With 90 pounds I warmed up with ten reps and then placing the weight up to 105 pounds I performed ten more reps. Starting to hate widening exercises already I moved onto One Arm Dumbbell Rows and picking up a 55 pound dumbbell (I’ve got something with 55 pounds today) I forced out ten stressing reps per hand. Lowering the weight to 50 pounds I done ten more repetitions. Moving to Seated Cable Rows I placed the weight to 100 pounds and performed 10 reps. My lats were taking so much out of me that I decided to stop my back workout from there.
Abdominals: Continuing with my abs I started on Cable Crunches and with 60 pounds performed 15 reps. When the Ab Crunch Machine was free I started with 30 pounds (also adding my bodyweight) and done 30 reps. Placing the weight up to 50 pounds to feel the burn I performed 20 more reps and was really feeling the lactic acids working. About this time Redd patted me on the back greeting me as he came into the Gym. My last set was with 30 pounds and once again I performed 20 reps before taking my drenched towel and myself home.
Coming back home I immediately had something to eat and then mum made me some more food to eat. Looking once again at the improvement in the mirror I had seen that the Gym was really making a difference and my body was plotting to bring out striations I had never seen before. Bulk was definitely coming out and being known, this will be my summer. After I had something to eat I jumped into the shower and I learnt how hard I had worked my muscles. Trying to take off my shirt and pants was the hardest as the smallest exertion from my upper body would drain my muscles of action and a once easy task was hard. When I actually had a shower and tried toweling myself down, that was harder. My muscles are definitely going to feel something tomorrow, no denying that.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
