A Great Book for Your Own Journey.

A few months before I started on this transformation journey, I read a book called "A Million Miles in a Thousand Years". It's all about living better lives, telling better stories. It just came out in paperback. Check it out below. You'll be glad you did.

What story are you telling? from Rhetorik Creative on Vimeo.

http://www.amazon.com/Million-Miles-Thousand-Years-Learned/dp/1400202981/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1276717752&sr=1-1

The Final Countdown

(Yes, the title of this post is a tribute to Arrested Development. So sue me)

Ladies, Gentlemen, and fans of the circus: we have come to the end of my twelve weeks with Jared, and I am happy to report the following.

Over the course of twelve weeks, I:

-Gained muscle (I went from 214 lbs on day 1 to 221 around week 7, all while slimming down).

-Lost fat (between week 7 and 12, I dropped from 221 to 211, while still making strength gains).

-Went from struggling to bench press 135 lbs on day 1 to hitting 195 for 5 reps at the end.

-Went from being a first-time deadlifter to hitting 315 lbs for 6 reps.

-Went from barely being able to do a pullup to being able to do several sets of 5-6.

-Did over 100 miles of cardio.

-Squatted over 300 for the first time
-Deadlifted over 300 for the first time
-Bench pressed over 200 for the first time

-Gained confidence: my clothes fit better (or worse, actually. my pants keep falling down!) and I'm getting compliments all the time.

-Lost cravings for nasty food. The day after I ended my training, I went to wingstop with some guys from work for a celebratory lunch. I couldn't even finish my food, and I felt gross the rest of the day. I'm addicted to the clean stuff now.

-Got back a desire for fitness. Before, I was in such bad shape that it seemed hopeless to even try. Now I've got my confidence back, I know what I'm doing, and I never want to go back to where I was.

And now, the big reveal. Here are the before/after pictures from the 12 weeks.

Today I Deadlifted A Biggest Loser Contestant & A Tiny Horse... Five Times.

If this guy was carrying this horse, I could deadlift it five times. If I could figure out where to hold on.

Jared has me on the 5-3-1 program, so every three weeks I work through progressively higher weights for progressively fewer reps.

This is the third week of the cycle, which means that the last set of each compound movement exercise (bench, squat, deadlift, overhead press) is one rep at the very top end of what I'm able to lift.

Actually, it's one-plus. In other words, you've got to get at least one, but after that you should try to do as many as you can. Getting 2 is good, 3 is great.

Today was deadlift, which has historically been the lift I've been scared of. I'd never done it before I started with Jared, and I was worried about wrecking my back if I did it wrong (Jared assured me there's nothing to worry about, and deadlifts will actually make your back a lot stronger and less prone to injury).

Over the last 7 weeks, Jared took me from someone who had never deadlifted ANYTHING to someone who deadlifted 300 pounds after just 3 weeks. But today it was time to bump that up. We worked through the lighter work sets, and ended up with my last set. 315 pounds.

Since I struggled to get 300 pounds 1 time (4 weeks ago), I figured I would be able to get this once, maybe twice if I was lucky, since my form has improved and I've gotten stronger.

Jared thought otherwise. As I'm getting ready to do my last set, he says "I bet you can do this for 5 reps, no problem. Do at least 3, then breathe if you need to before busting out the last two."

Before he said that, I wouldn't have even tried five reps. But guess what? I tried it and hit it.

Five times.

I'm not gonna lie. It felt good.

The Halfway Mark

Well folks, it's time for another set of progress pics.

It's hard to believe that it's been six weeks already... But it's even harder to believe how much I've changed in that time. Check it out & leave your comments below! (Click the pictures to enlarge)

From left to right: Day 1, Week 1, Week 3, Week 6

From left to right: Day 1, Week 1, Week 3, Week 6

From left to right: Day 1, Week 1, Week 3, Week 6

Why I'm Not Making Resolutions (and Neither Should You)

I know it's outdated.. but it's true.

Well, it's the first week of the year, and bloggers across the internet are making their obligatory New Years resolution posts. It's an unspoken part of the blogger code, apparently: if you publish content online, you had darn well better prophesy all of the great and wonderful things that you're going to do this year, and encourage your followers to post their resolutions too.

But you know what? I'm not doing it.

Not only am I not POSTING resolutions... I'm not MAKING resolutions.

Here's why: the first week of the year, EVERYONE is making resolutions. Everyone. And if you listen to them, it's pretty impressive! If all goes according to plan, the end of 2011 will see everyone skinnier, stronger, richer, with better church attendance, a better prayer life, a better marriage, and complete and total fulfillment in all areas of life!

The problem is, making resolutions is EASY when everyone else is doing it. So easy, in fact, that it can quickly become a social activity. You're not making goals because you have things that want, that you're deliberately working towards... you're making goals because it's the time of year when you're supposed to make goals. And if everyone else is doing it, you might as well give it a shot, eh?

Don't get me wrong... follow-the-leader can be a powerful motivator. If everyone around you is stepping up their game, you're going to want to step up yours, too (shameless plug: this is one of the many benefits of working out with the guys at STRONG.).

But follow-the-leader can be even more powerful when it's used as an excuse. If everyone else is slacking off, you don't feel so bad if you take it a little easy. And that's what happens with New Years Resolutions: in about a month, everyone will start realizing that the stuff they set out to do is WAY harder than they anticipated, and the vast majority will simply return to their old way of life. The gyms will get less crowded, church attendance will go back down, and guess who will be left? The people who set goals because they WANTED something, not because it was the thing to do at the time.

And when everyone starts giving up on their resolutions, when everyone starts throwing in the towel, it makes it a lot easier for you to do the same thing. Nobody's going to fault you, right?

Maybe... but you're no better off than you were when you started, and all you've done is rack up another failure... which will make it that much harder to believe you can make progress next time. It's a vicious cycle.

So here's my challenge to you: don't set any new years resolutions. None. At all. Not for fitness, not for finance, not for faith.

Instead, wait a month. Wait six weeks. Wait until the adrenaline rush of the new year has worn off and you start to see people going back to business as usual. And THEN, when NOBODY ELSE out there is making resolutions, make yours. Take some time, evaluate where you want to be in 3 months, 6 months, a year, 5 years, whatever. Make a plan to get there, and then stick to the plan. It's that simple.

Show me a guy who sets goals in mid-February, and I'll show you a guy who has a WAY better chance of hitting those goals than your average New-Years-Joe.