BlueHeffner
Veteran
Finally hit 225 on seated Military Press 
Essential Random Gym Thoughts Revisited...
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BelieveBeOK
Superstar
Just realised the last time I got into a swimming pool was nearly 3 years ago
and I haven't been on an actual bike in over 8 years
and I haven't been on an actual bike in over 8 years
AquaCityBoy
Veteran
Went to the club the other night. Had a couple girls look at me like, "You're muscular" and feel on my arms and chest.
I had to stop one of them when she tried to feel on my stomach tho.
I ain't start my cut yet. 
I had to stop one of them when she tried to feel on my stomach tho.
I ain't start my cut yet. Unless u run or hoop ur cardio game must beJust realised the last time I got into a swimming pool was nearly 3 years ago
and I haven't been on an actual bike in over 8 years
I just finished riding 15 miles like 30 mins ago
Low-key ready to switch routines. Been on GVT-style workouts since last June. My work capacity has definitely gone up but I ain't been able to put no respeck on that bar 
Can't put no respeck on it when you doing 10x10 or even 10x6
Can't put no respeck on it when you doing 10x10 or even 10x6
BelieveBeOK
Superstar
Unless u run or hoop ur cardio game must be
I just finished riding 15 miles like 30 mins ago
I run over 100km a month (about 63 miles) and play 5-a-side soccer, so I think my cardio game is just fine
I also use the stationary bikes at gym but I want to start swimming however my current gym doesn't have a pool.
My gym is straight
status and the staff/atmosphere here is very unprofessional Can't even take a shower in this joint, cause I don't trust them to clean the shower properly
Think it's time to go back to Virgin Active
a motivational article for all!
Fit City
At 100, Still Running for Her Life
By Noah Remnick
http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2016/04/22/at-100-still-running-for-her-life/?src=me&_r=0
April 22, 2016 9:24 am
On a cloudless Sunday afternoon in April, a 100-year-old woman named Ida Keeling laced up her mustard yellow sneakers and took to the track at the Fieldston School in the Bronx. Her arrival was met without fanfare. In fact, no one in the stands seemed to notice her at all.
It is possible the spectators were distracted by the girls’ soccer game taking place on the field. Or perhaps they were simply unaware that Ms. Keeling is a reigning national champion.
Photo
Ms. Keeling, 100, holds a record for the 60-meter dash for American women ages 95 to 99.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
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When she runs, Ms. Keeling occupies a lane all her own. She has held several track-and-field records since she began racing in her late 60s, and she still has the fastest time for American women ages 95 to 99 in the 60-meter dash: 29.86 seconds. In the week to come, she plans to compete in a 100-meter event at the Penn Relays in Philadelphia, where she hopes to establish a new standard for women over 100 years old.
“You see so many older people just sitting around — well, that’s not me,” said Ms. Keeling, who is barely 4-foot-6 and weighs 83 pounds. “Time marches on, but I keep going.”
Ms. Keeling was not always such an accomplished runner. As a child growing up in Harlem, she preferred riding bikes or jumping rope. With Title IX half a century away, there were few opportunities for girls, let alone black girls, to play organized sports. When she did run, it was always to race, never to exercise.
“I was pretty fast as a girl,” she said. “What makes me faster now is that everyone else slowed down.”
When the Depression hit, Ms. Keeling’s athletic inclinations receded into memory, supplanted by a series of jobs washing windows and babysitting for neighbors. Her family, who for years lived in cramped quarters in the back of her father’s grocery, was forced into even more humbling circumstances when the store went out of business and her father began peddling fruits and vegetables from a pushcart for a living.
“I learned to stand on my own two feet during the Depression,” she said. “It taught you to do what you had to do without anyone doing it for you.”
Photo
Shelley Keeling, left, and her mother, Ida Keeling, on a balcony in the Riverdale section of the Bronx.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
Ms. Keeling’s resilience only deepened with time. After her husband died of a heart attack at 42, she was left to raise their four children on her own. She moved the family into a one-bedroom apartment in a Harlem housing project and took up work sewing in a factory, all the while contending with the abuses and indignities endured by black women in mid-20th-century America. As the civil rights movement took shape, Ms. Keeling became an active demonstrator, shuttling her children to Malcolm X speeches and boarding a predawn bus for the 1963 March on Washington.
“I always understood from mother that you die on your feet rather than live on your knees,” said her daughter Shelley Keeling.
Over time, that resolve was gravely tested. While serving overseas in the Navy, Ms. Keeling’s older son, Donald, developed a crippling drug addiction that he struggled to shed even after returning home to Harlem. His habit ensnared his younger brother, Charles, who had served in the Army. Ms. Keeling watched in horror as both boys, barrel-chested charmers who friends joked looked like superheroes, withdrew into the world of drugs.
Photo
Ms. Keeling stretched her legs in her daughter’s living room in the Bronx last month.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
In 1978, Ms. Keeling received a call from the police informing her that Donald had been hanged. Around two years later, the phone rang again: Charles was dead — beaten in the street with a baseball bat. Both killings were suspected to be drug-related; neither was ever solved.
“I’ve never felt a pain so deep,” Ms. Keeling recalled, her voice lowering to a whisper. “I couldn’t make sense of any of it and things began to fall apart.”
Photo
A stretch to improve Ms. Keeling’s blood flow and flexibility.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
As Ms. Keeling fell into a deep depression, her health began to falter. Her blood pressure shot up, along with her heart rate. The image of her once-vital mother in such despair shook the younger Ms. Keeling. A lifelong track-and-field athlete whose trophies fill an entire room of her apartment, she intervened with the means of healing most familiar to her: running.
“It was trial by fire,” recalled Shelley Keeling, 64, who has coached track and field at Fieldston for 21 years. “Based on where she was emotionally, it just had to be.”
After some coaxing from her daughter, Ms. Keeling, then 67, registered for a five-kilometer race through Brooklyn. It had been decades since she had last gone running. The two women took off together, but the younger Ms. Keeling soon darted to the front of the pack as her mother drifted far behind. After a suspenseful respite, she was relieved to see her mother scamper across the finish line, barely out of breath.
“Good Lord, I thought that race was never going to end, but afterwards I felt free,” Ms. Keeling recalled. “I just threw off all of the bad memories, the aggravation, the stress.”
So began the sunset career of Ida Keeling, at a time when most of her peers were settling in for a future of seated yoga or abandoning athletics altogether. In the decades since, she has traveled across the world for competitions. She often races alone, the only contestant in her age group.
“Now I’m just chasing myself — there’s no one else to compete with,” she said. “It’s wonderful, but it feels a little crazy.”
Running gives Ms. Keeling a sense of serenity, she said. Her sinewy arms urge her body forward, each stride stronger than the last as she picks up momentum. Though she has developed arthritis and occasionally relies on a cane while walking, Ms. Keeling betrays none of her ailments as she runs.
To maintain her health, Ms. Keeling adheres to a stringent regimen of diet (“I eat for nutrition, not for taste”) and exercise (“I’ve got to get my hour in every day”). On a recent afternoon, Shelley Keeling led her mother through a routine that included push-ups, wall sits, shoulder presses and sprints back and forth on the balcony of her apartment in the Riverdale section of the Bronx. Ms. Keeling lives alone and says that self-sufficiency is a key to her longevity.
“I don’t beg nobody for nothing,” she said. “I wash, cook, iron, scrub, clean, mop and shop.”
Photo
Ms. Keeling exceeded the five push-ups that her daughter had asked of her.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
Ms. Keeling eschews food products with preservatives, favoring fresh grains and produce, along with limited portions of meat. Desserts are rarities, and a tablespoon of cod-liver oil supplements breakfast most mornings. Despite her exceptional discipline, Ms. Keeling allows herself one indulgence. “This is putting gas in the car,” she said before downing a tall shot of Hennessy.
There are days when Ms. Keeling battles a surge of arthritis or a hint of melancholy. “I never want to go backwards,” she said. “I’m a forward type of person.”
As she navigated the track at Fieldston, a nasty cramp shot up her right leg, hobbling her gait. For a moment she seemed to hesitate as she let out a deep sigh and slowed her pace. But then Ms. Keeling dispensed with the pain the only way she knew how. She ran through it.
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At 100, Still Running for Her Life
By Noah Remnick
http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2016/04/22/at-100-still-running-for-her-life/?src=me&_r=0
April 22, 2016 9:24 am
On a cloudless Sunday afternoon in April, a 100-year-old woman named Ida Keeling laced up her mustard yellow sneakers and took to the track at the Fieldston School in the Bronx. Her arrival was met without fanfare. In fact, no one in the stands seemed to notice her at all.
It is possible the spectators were distracted by the girls’ soccer game taking place on the field. Or perhaps they were simply unaware that Ms. Keeling is a reigning national champion.
Photo
Ms. Keeling, 100, holds a record for the 60-meter dash for American women ages 95 to 99.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
The Well Guide: How to Start Running
Want to start a new running habit? We make it easy to get started, get inspired and stay on track. Are you ready? Let’s go!
When she runs, Ms. Keeling occupies a lane all her own. She has held several track-and-field records since she began racing in her late 60s, and she still has the fastest time for American women ages 95 to 99 in the 60-meter dash: 29.86 seconds. In the week to come, she plans to compete in a 100-meter event at the Penn Relays in Philadelphia, where she hopes to establish a new standard for women over 100 years old.
“You see so many older people just sitting around — well, that’s not me,” said Ms. Keeling, who is barely 4-foot-6 and weighs 83 pounds. “Time marches on, but I keep going.”
Ms. Keeling was not always such an accomplished runner. As a child growing up in Harlem, she preferred riding bikes or jumping rope. With Title IX half a century away, there were few opportunities for girls, let alone black girls, to play organized sports. When she did run, it was always to race, never to exercise.
“I was pretty fast as a girl,” she said. “What makes me faster now is that everyone else slowed down.”
When the Depression hit, Ms. Keeling’s athletic inclinations receded into memory, supplanted by a series of jobs washing windows and babysitting for neighbors. Her family, who for years lived in cramped quarters in the back of her father’s grocery, was forced into even more humbling circumstances when the store went out of business and her father began peddling fruits and vegetables from a pushcart for a living.
“I learned to stand on my own two feet during the Depression,” she said. “It taught you to do what you had to do without anyone doing it for you.”
Photo
Shelley Keeling, left, and her mother, Ida Keeling, on a balcony in the Riverdale section of the Bronx.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
Ms. Keeling’s resilience only deepened with time. After her husband died of a heart attack at 42, she was left to raise their four children on her own. She moved the family into a one-bedroom apartment in a Harlem housing project and took up work sewing in a factory, all the while contending with the abuses and indignities endured by black women in mid-20th-century America. As the civil rights movement took shape, Ms. Keeling became an active demonstrator, shuttling her children to Malcolm X speeches and boarding a predawn bus for the 1963 March on Washington.
“I always understood from mother that you die on your feet rather than live on your knees,” said her daughter Shelley Keeling.
Over time, that resolve was gravely tested. While serving overseas in the Navy, Ms. Keeling’s older son, Donald, developed a crippling drug addiction that he struggled to shed even after returning home to Harlem. His habit ensnared his younger brother, Charles, who had served in the Army. Ms. Keeling watched in horror as both boys, barrel-chested charmers who friends joked looked like superheroes, withdrew into the world of drugs.
Photo
Ms. Keeling stretched her legs in her daughter’s living room in the Bronx last month.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
In 1978, Ms. Keeling received a call from the police informing her that Donald had been hanged. Around two years later, the phone rang again: Charles was dead — beaten in the street with a baseball bat. Both killings were suspected to be drug-related; neither was ever solved.
“I’ve never felt a pain so deep,” Ms. Keeling recalled, her voice lowering to a whisper. “I couldn’t make sense of any of it and things began to fall apart.”
Photo
A stretch to improve Ms. Keeling’s blood flow and flexibility.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
As Ms. Keeling fell into a deep depression, her health began to falter. Her blood pressure shot up, along with her heart rate. The image of her once-vital mother in such despair shook the younger Ms. Keeling. A lifelong track-and-field athlete whose trophies fill an entire room of her apartment, she intervened with the means of healing most familiar to her: running.
“It was trial by fire,” recalled Shelley Keeling, 64, who has coached track and field at Fieldston for 21 years. “Based on where she was emotionally, it just had to be.”
After some coaxing from her daughter, Ms. Keeling, then 67, registered for a five-kilometer race through Brooklyn. It had been decades since she had last gone running. The two women took off together, but the younger Ms. Keeling soon darted to the front of the pack as her mother drifted far behind. After a suspenseful respite, she was relieved to see her mother scamper across the finish line, barely out of breath.
“Good Lord, I thought that race was never going to end, but afterwards I felt free,” Ms. Keeling recalled. “I just threw off all of the bad memories, the aggravation, the stress.”
So began the sunset career of Ida Keeling, at a time when most of her peers were settling in for a future of seated yoga or abandoning athletics altogether. In the decades since, she has traveled across the world for competitions. She often races alone, the only contestant in her age group.
“Now I’m just chasing myself — there’s no one else to compete with,” she said. “It’s wonderful, but it feels a little crazy.”
Running gives Ms. Keeling a sense of serenity, she said. Her sinewy arms urge her body forward, each stride stronger than the last as she picks up momentum. Though she has developed arthritis and occasionally relies on a cane while walking, Ms. Keeling betrays none of her ailments as she runs.
To maintain her health, Ms. Keeling adheres to a stringent regimen of diet (“I eat for nutrition, not for taste”) and exercise (“I’ve got to get my hour in every day”). On a recent afternoon, Shelley Keeling led her mother through a routine that included push-ups, wall sits, shoulder presses and sprints back and forth on the balcony of her apartment in the Riverdale section of the Bronx. Ms. Keeling lives alone and says that self-sufficiency is a key to her longevity.
“I don’t beg nobody for nothing,” she said. “I wash, cook, iron, scrub, clean, mop and shop.”
Photo
Ms. Keeling exceeded the five push-ups that her daughter had asked of her.Credit Elias Jerel Williams for The New York Times
Ms. Keeling eschews food products with preservatives, favoring fresh grains and produce, along with limited portions of meat. Desserts are rarities, and a tablespoon of cod-liver oil supplements breakfast most mornings. Despite her exceptional discipline, Ms. Keeling allows herself one indulgence. “This is putting gas in the car,” she said before downing a tall shot of Hennessy.
There are days when Ms. Keeling battles a surge of arthritis or a hint of melancholy. “I never want to go backwards,” she said. “I’m a forward type of person.”
As she navigated the track at Fieldston, a nasty cramp shot up her right leg, hobbling her gait. For a moment she seemed to hesitate as she let out a deep sigh and slowed her pace. But then Ms. Keeling dispensed with the pain the only way she knew how. She ran through it.
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Negus gotta buy 1/4 lb platesLow-key ready to switch routines. Been on GVT-style workouts since last June. My work capacity has definitely gone up but I ain't been able to put no respeck on that bar
Im feeling that GVT style shyt but the progress aspect is a problem. I am thinking I'm gonna split the difference and do like 5-6 sets of my big lifts when the calories back. Do 2 heavy ones and drop the lbs back for volume
really only need the small increments for dumbbell movements because adding 10 or even 5 pounds is likeNegus gotta buy 1/4 lb plates
Im feeling that GVT style shyt but the progress aspect is a problem. I am thinking I'm gonna split the difference and do like 5-6 sets of my big lifts when the calories back. Do 2 heavy ones and drop the lbs back for volume
Some random thoughts
Who the fukk makes a food scale that only measures in ounces
Thank god mustard has no calories
300 calories left for the day and we are having a party tonight
Who the fukk makes a food scale that only measures in ounces
Thank god mustard has no calories
300 calories left for the day and we are having a party tonight
shyt is crazy. Its like going up 20-30lbs on big compounds every time you are ready to add weightreally only need the small increments for dumbbell movements because adding 10 or even 5 pounds is like
I mite seriously get 1 1/4 lb plates for my dumbbells.
And carrots. I ate half a bag of carrots today
Blackout
just your usual nerdy brotha
What makes celery so awesome is that it takes this much to be 500 cal
When I first heard about this I was like WTF
