Monday, 28 September 2015

The Cut – Week 8: Ta ta titties!



#SundaySelfie #BestFriend @mybulldogfrank


As I sit here and reminisce my week, scrolling through Instagram and Facebook, I can’t help but perv on all my beautiful fitfam. And, I can’t help but start to turn a little green. Not raging like the Hulk (although sometimes I am a little She-Hulk like), but green with envy. My focus drops to my chest. *Sigghh.* Yep. They gone. See ya. Adios. Boobs have transformed into a wonderful puddle of, well, nipple. That’s about it. All these incredibly well endowed ladies I crush over have been blessed… with a great plastic surgeon. I mean come on. Let’s be Frank (I wouldn’t mind being Frank, he has a pretty epic life. He’s snoring right now… That’s my bulldog FYI). No girl can get her body fat that low and still have big bouncy tits. It’s just impossible. So. Falsies are becoming the only reliable way of maintaining a little femininity in this sport. And it’s definitely something I lack. And yes, eventually, I will invest. But no, they won’t be anything that resembles Jodie Marsh’s wrongun’s. Just an all year round perky pair is all I ask. *Sigghh. One day Meish, one day. At least you got da asssssss.*




5 plates a side, for 25 negative reps. #justsaying


My week has been pretty good. It started with quads. Smashed it. Planned a healthy dinner out in the evening. You know, in with the plan. Steak and green veg. But then…


Boss: “Meish, I want you to have a free meal after you train quads this week. Not a cheat like pizza or chocolate, but a meal out with a desert. I want you to enjoy some nice food.”


Me: “I trained quads today… Does that mean…??”


Boss: “Yes! What would you like to have?”


Me: “Am I allowed a burger with sweet potato fries?” (pleaaassseeee say yes…)


Boss: “Yes! Absolutely. And a desert. Like a brownie or ice cream.”


BOSH. I can do that.


So it went DOWN. Ugh. Every mouthful. Burger. Sweet potato chips. Brownie and ice cream. Ugh. Dream. Don’t talk to me whilst I’m enjoying this. Ughhhhh.
But then. I spent the entire night on the toilet. My body was just like – errrrr, nah mate. Not used to this. But it was so worth it. Ughhhh.

After that I felt pretty rank for a couple of days, but then toward the end of the week, as predicted, I pulled in tighter and fuller. Planning a cheat is the best way when you’re prepping. Don’t take them for granted though, who knows if the boss will allow another with just 8 weeks to go.

Training hard. Hit ANOTHER PB on the glute bridges. 180kg for 6 reps. That’s 3 times my body weight. Ahh screw it, I’ll say it again. BOSH.





Now with 7 weeks to go, I’m sitting here on my rest day writing this full of carbs. Feeling happy and satisfied. Check in with the boss Tuesday. Will get his opinion on my progress and fill you in next week (and fulfil your AJP needs with a few buff pics of the boss. You’re welcome in advance).

Remember, work hard and anyone can achieve their dreams. You just have to really want it. And work for it. And ultimately be prepared to make sacrifices. But trust me, it’s worth it. #ABCHECK




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