Show Prep

I had a workout on Friday evening around 5PM, to prepare for a walking audition (I still don’t know what to call the modeling interviews) for a show to benefit a school in India in May.

I don’t think I’m even being considered. I’m overweight, oversize, and my posing sucked. I HAD TO TURN LEFT.

Nevertheless I did what I could to prepare for it, which was also sabotaged by a ‘fuck it I’m with my buddy’ attitude. I went to the YMCA with him to show him where to go to do the exercises I laid out for his routine (it’s a machine program and you’d think that it’d be no-brainer material. And it is.) while I joggy-walked to the opposite end of the gym to get a very low volume/low intensity workout in myself.

I would have loved to have done a six-setted depletion torture session, but I wanted to be done when he was done (he drove, of course) and I had limited physical resource anyway. I was still torn up from Wednesday’s workout, which felt easy-balls at the time, but which was now mocking me mercilessly. I had no problem skipping my legs this workout. He had no such luxury, and it feels good to find out he was barely even half-squatting, making him go below knee with the same weight, and watching him stumble around afterwards.

Mean, yes, but totally worth it.

I had him take conservative loading parameters nonetheless as I checked for form. I also threw in direct arm work at the end for both of us, him because I want him to get his compounds in with the best form possible, and still be able to do his favorite bro-lifts. I didn’t harass him on form for his curls. He did preacher curls with good-enough form, and he needs to feel like he’s at least a little bit competent so he doesn’t give up the second I’m not around to badger him.

Back at his house we had a camerafag posedown. I still don’t have abs, and he’s skinny enough to have them be visible if he understood (despite multiple explanations) the concept of progressive overload. Which he will soon enough now that he has starting weights for all his lifts and a program that doesn’t change other than “bump weight when you hit the rep ceiling.”

So by no means is my workout from Friday worth shit. I’m just recording it so I understand where my gym frequency is at. I have, over this week, probably overate again. Tomorrow (Sunday) marks Day One if I decide to look at this from a “Fifteen Weeks Out” perspective. Which I am.

I wish I had those pictures, my shoulders look ridiculous and I love it.
EDIT: Pictures are here.

Calf Raise: 4×12 @ 45lbs. (increase)
Chest Press: 1×12@30lbs; 1×10@30lbs. (stay; was not surprised at the difficulty, but it felt good)
Row: 2×12@20lbs. (stay; felt PERFECT)
Incline Chest Press: 1×12@20lbs; 1×12@25lbs. (increase)
Pulldown: 2×12@20lbs. (didn’t make a note of how it felt)
Lateral Raise: 1×12@5lbs; 2×12@8lbs. (stay)
Standing Dumbbell Curl: 1×12@5lbs; 1×12@8lbs. (stay; managed the reps but it was a significant effort to get them)
Cable Extension (Triceps): 1×12@7.5lbs; 1×7@7.5lbs. (stay; I could have done more reps but I did something weird form-wise and I didn’t want to risk overdoing it)

Body Weight: 161.3lbs. ~ YMCA had a digital scale. Totally slipped my mind to ask about bodyfat calipers, but, it’s not like I was going to use them today anyhow.

Total Workout Time: About two hours. If I hadn’t spent so much time chatting with my buddy (who took legitimately long rests and is not being faulted) I would have probably finished in about half that time.

It’s really cool working out with a buddy. Especially when he asks good questions and forces me to talk out loud about other people working out.

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