My dip machine and my thermogenic pre-workout powder has arrived. I'm 5'10 155lbs 28inch waste and I run a mile in under six minutes.
I'm in a terrible shape, though I know I'm not, I believe I am because me two years ago would destroy the present me in a game of soccer.
I used to no fat on my body. I'm going to get back to 145 and toned. I'm excited for the challenge to cut this weight. I want my six pack back. My upper abs are fire and my lower abs are non existent. After three months of diet and cutting fat I should have an 8 pack.
Or a sixer. Bare minimum I want to have a flat toned belly again. I saw this soccer chick today. I used to pull all athletic girls without trying because they appreciated how fit I was. Now they treat me like a civilian.
I ain't having that. Uncle J is turning back into Big Poppa.
People think I look good now and they've never seen me fully fit. I was the most fit person I knew two years ago. I'm going to get as close to that level as I can without starving myself.
It's not that serious right now.