I weighed myself three week ago and I weighed 161. That's fukking disgusting. I hate that number. I had nightmares about that.
I started seriously working out and I weigh 154 right now. 154 is the lightest I've been since I stopped playing. I weighed like 141 in my prime. Technically I weigh 153, but I'll round up. 12 more pounds to go!
I haven't gotten into the intense part of my regiment because I'm scared I'll pass out or quit.
I'm a nationally certified sports trainer. I used to help athletes get in BETTER shape. I say that to say this: ha motherfukking ha, I've offered a lot of people free sessions and they always turn me down because they think I'm bullshytting about my knowledge.
I get it, a lot of people are full of shyt, but I'm not. When it comes to food fitness and hustling I know my shyt.
I'm going to get on this fitness shake hype because they do work and I'd have to work out less which is lit. I'm working out to look good. I can do pretty work outs and live the shake life. I don't have to kill myself twice a day because I'm not competing.
I cut my diet to one meal a day and a handful of snacks throughout the day. I'm working out like three or four times a day if I can find the energy.
I run for 16 minutes. I cycle for 10-20 minutes. I hit the weights until I can't anymore. I average about 15 minutes on the weights. Then I work out with my body weight until I can't anymore.
If I keep this circuit up I should meet my goals in three months. I'm a few weeks in and I know I can do it.