Ok, it’s Friday and I’m sitting at home in front of my computer… Odd feeling, i mean, I’m more or less never in front of my computer during weekends, but today is a special occasion… hum, come to think of it, it’s nothing special at all.. I’m sick, again. I don’t get it, I’ve been really good with both food, training and sleep.
Speaking of training, since march I’ve dropped 7 kg and 7% fat (!) in my body. <10% fat is considered to be pro athlete … I’m at 13%, yepp, I’m satisfied. (30%+ is considered overweight, "standard" is around 20-25%). I’ve never been fat or anything, always been working out. But there was a period around 2000 which i gained to about 94kg… It came to a point when my grandmother said "Tommie, you’re getting a bit heavy now", on Christmas eve 2000.
Then i realized that i had todo something about it, today, 3 years later I’m at a weight of 75 kg (+- 2) and i love it. Training has become a dedication for me. Since I’ve been sick since Tuesday I’m almost stressed about the fact that i haven’t been to the gym since Monday. Good or bad? I belive it’s good, you’re a much better person when you’re satisfied with yourself and on how the way you look. The shower after a 1,5 hour workout at the gym is an extraordinary feeling.
Anyhow, staying home because a good friend is coming to visit us tomorrow and there is going to be one hell of a ride … wee, if you’re planning to hit the nightclubs of Gothenburg tomorrow, stay out of our way …
Tommie, you have some serious issues man!
did you ever think or making silicon boobs too? ha ha ha!