Goals, Goals, Goals…

I wonder what percentage of people never reach the goals that they set for themselves?  I bet it’s pretty high.  I actually hope it’s high.  That way I don’t feel like as much of a dildo for not even coming close to my physical goals.  It makes me want to scream!  Arrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Fat fuck!

I’ve been doing several different workouts lately.  Some weights, some TRX, some kettlebells, some spin classes, some Muay Thai, some BJJ, etc, etc…  The body is willing but the flesh is weak.  Very weak.  I don’t think it would be possible for me to work out any harder then I do.  Oh well..  I’ll keep pluggin’ away.

The end

Progress? Meh…

Well here is a progress picture of my transformation into Wolverine. Unfortunately I don’t have a starting pic. Lol.


I don’t really see too much progress as far as my ripplingness, but I know I’m defiantly stronger then when I started. I’m lifting more weight in almost all areas. So that’s something to be happy about. If I could just stop being a fucking pig, I’m sure the body would come along.