Imminator

Oh Pushups how I missed you....

Pushups were always my achilles heel. My whole life I've sucked at them. I was lucky if I could muster 7 straight pushups even when I was a scrawny little kid weighing the equivalent of a bag of basmati rice. It makes no sense because I use to be such a light weight. I do have long Dalsim (Street Fighter reference) style arms and apparently its harder for people with long arms but heck my arms aren't that flipping long. Maybe I just was that weak. Anyways when I started going to the gym I made it a point to finish off every workout with as many pushups as I could do. At my peak I got to doing 50 straight pushups and for me that's impressive (am I easily impressed?). I felt so good about it too but since I've been out of the gym for a few months because of my ankle injury (partial excuse, also lazy) I have to start all over. I'm fasting so I can't go to the gym yet, but I did 20 pushups at home last night as a start and although it was way more difficult then it should have been, it felt good to be back at it and I WILL get back to 50.

I'm all gung ho (what does gung ho even mean?) to get back into the gym and I got a whole plan ready to go post Ramadan (look at the last post if you don't know what that is you ignorant fool). I have a workout plan and a diet plan and since I'm single its going to be my only focus. It's time to focus on me (stop whining its not selfish I won't forget all of you). I don't care to have a social life I just want to be in the gym. I will also be starting a diet plan at the same time which will have me eating the right amount of calories, proteins, carbs and fats for my body type. I have to eat 3,000 calories a day which is a lot of food even for a foodaholic like myself but I now eat for fuel not for pleasure (after this month where we eat nothing but deep friend goodness of course). I am a machine. I am Imminator. (yea the name doesn't have the desired effect I was hoping for, suggestions?)

OVOxo (Drake's concert here in Toronto) was really good. It wasn't as good as last year there were way more surprise guests last year but it was still a good time with good people. Although I'm not sure if I can still claim to have never been high in my life since there were so many people smoking weed there I must have gotten high off the fumes (children I kid, getting high is stupid and I obviously did not, it was rather annoying having to be in the vicinity of it). Also all of Toronto's hottest girls must have been there (I use 'hottest' strategically, because most all were 'hot' scantily clad skanks who I have no respect for and are nothing but eye candy, the beautiful respectable wifey material girls were far and few).

I've also recently achieved one of my life long goals. I must say it is one of my proudest achievements. I finally, after so long, so many years, so many sleepless nights, different approaches, different styles, different strategies, I have finally defeated the natural comb-over that my parents graced me with ever since I was a kid. Why they did this to me I have no idea. Maybe they didn't love me who knows. But it's gone now. Feel free to congratulate me on this.

Until Next time..