Today was another one of those against the wind workouts as I slugged my way through plyometrics. My shoulder and knees were sore and I just lacked energy. The only satisfaction I gained from the workout was feeling that burn in my legs. Maybe plyometrics will kick start these skinny legs into growing.After the workout I took a shower and stepped onto the scales and registered a disgusting 256.4 pound. I was pissed. I've worked my arse off for 30 days straight and averaged 3,200 calories per day. For a man of my size and activity level, I should be losing weight. I don't know what's going on. My girlfriend claims my body is changing composition and I'm losing fat and gaining muscle. My oldest son claims I eat too many carbs and not enough protein (I've averaged 225 grams of each per day over the last 30 days). My former trainer, Cesar, claims the Prednisone my neurologist recently prescribed is causing me to retain water.
I don't know what to believe. Tomorrow, I'm going to get a body fat analysis and get to the bottom of this. My last analysis was 30 days ago. I weighed 262 pounds and had 13% body fat. That's 34 pounds of fat and 228 pounds of everything else. In the meantime, I'm going to eat even leaner, stop all alcohol consumption, and tell my neurologist to take me off of the Prednisone (it's not helping anyway).
I wish I was doing Kenpo in the morning. I really need to punch something.
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