Those damn Russians…

Just when I thought I was getting somewhere with this calisthenics stuff these Russians come and raise the bar astronomically. Backwards muscle ups?? One arm weighted chin ups?? one arm walking chin ups?? My self esteem is destroyed and at an all time low. So its basically what a normal persons average self esteem would be…LOL!
So here they are:

I was never good at the acrobatic stuff like flips, gainers, and those martial arts tricks even though I so very much admired those who could. I mean it just looks so freaking cool! I remember watching this video as a teen and wishing I could do what these guys do. Freaking ninjas. But apparently I have no sense of direction the moment my feet leave the ground and after some failed attempts and my face meeting the floor I decided I would focus on regular martial arts stuff. Like hitting people in the face. I seemed a little more suited for that.

But then I found calisthenics, something that looked totally cool and required complete mastery of every inch of your body. How sweet it is. It now fills the void I have had in me since I have not been able to do martial arts. Its understanding your body in a new way and the only person I can injure is myself!

And now the obligatory video of Frank Medrano because he is the man when it comes to body weight exercises. I have yet to decide if his being vegan is cheating or not…

Anyways, time to get back to the bar and DO WORK!

40 Days and 40 Nights

The NEW experiment begins….


Well not exactly a new experiment perhaps, as my other single male brethren can attest to. Even though there are secret months dedicated to this endeavor, I’ve never been one to follow convention. As the kids say these days “I do what I want!” Why, you may ask, am i doing this? Have I gone crazy? Stupid? Well perhaps stupid….like a fox! In all seriousness this is an experiment in productivity.


Many hours and days have been spent appeasing that incessant, nattering, obsessive like drive for “videos” and “pictures” and anything else of that ilk. To try and cut ties and free myself of that primal instinct should theoretically lead to an increase in productivity which will in turn lead to a better quality of life. Pushing those thoughts and urges out of my head and redirecting that time and energy into bettering myself and achieving my goals is an exciting and interesting prospect. Not to say I did not have goals before this, but many times there were waylaid and put off to the side in favor of instant gratification. I’m sure most men can agree, more time is wasted with this than actually needed. It is a brief escape from reality where everything is just right. But we cannot escape from reality and it only delays the inevitable. So this is now my time to shine and go out and get what I want!


Maybe about two and half, three years ago, I did not have a dollar to my name. I was broke. My mother and grandparents to take care of and I had no means to do it. But I was still relatively happy because I was distracted, idiot that I was…or still am. But I changed gears, ever so slightly. Enough for me to start getting a cash flow and to save that first 100 dollars in my bank account. I was ecstatic with that. Pretty pathetic for a grown man right? But I kept grinding and saving and turned that into 1000 dollars. Investments have allowed me to have my loans paid off by next year. It has afforded me the opportunity to finally spoil the ones who loved and raised me. In the next month I will have reached my next goal of 10,000 dollars in my account, which have nothing to do with my investments. My goal in the next 40 days and nights is to not only switch gears, but to find a whole new one altogether. Bigger, better, faster and even more motivated. So for the next 40 days and nights I will strive to hit my financial, fitness and life goals with an intense focus!


Time to smash some Personal Records!

On a side note, I am a couple days into the 40 days already and have started doing Hot Yoga. It has really been keeping me at peace and given me laser like focus. I don’t even notice all the nice ladies in their yoga pants dripping with sweat.


Who am I kidding? Its absolute torture! But hot yoga is a new fitness challenge that I am determined to conquer and something I said I was going to do a very long time ago and now I am doing it! Productivity!

Is it wrong for me to clap in yoga?

Is it wrong for me to clap in yoga?

Now for my PR stats as they currently stand:

Bench Press: 225 lbs

Squat: 245 lbs

Deadlift: 270 lbs

Pull-up: strapped with 45 lbs

Weight: 162 lbs

I kinda let myself go after my week vacation in Vancouver….I’m still eating really bad. But it will change! I hope! Or this will have been all for nothing!





First off I just want to say Team Asia is crushing it as usual! We almost have our 300 workout time to under the 20 minute mark. At this pace the Spartan race will be a cake walk!


In case you missed out what the 300 workout entails, here is the video once again.

Now onto the squat challenge! Overheard some ladies talking about this at work and thought “Pfft this will be TOO EASY, lets just start with phase 2!” So its quite simple, there’s a set number of body weight squats you do everyday by following the squat calendar. You don’t have to do them all at once or even in the same sitting. Just as long as you do them all by days end. Now lets get off our butts and get bootylicious!


This is phase one for those who want to start nice and easy


This is phase two for those who want to hit it hard!


I’m not going to show you how to do a squat because I wear short shorts and no one wants to see that. So here is a lady who looks better in them than I do. (My legs are way more jacked than her’s…just saying)


Also I will be using this post as my squat journal for the month.


Day 1: 100 squats? Too easy, I gonna do some more leg workouts.

Day 2: Ok, 200 squats…I left them all to the end of the day. This kinda sucks

Day 3: Good God this burns! I’m cramping, I’m cramping!!



Sherrey tells the ups and …. more ups of her marathon

I have not been writing my results of our ongoing competition, as my mind has been solely focused on this weekend. My training and eating habits have been directed at completing the goal of the Bluenose marathon. I know it isn’t abs focused, but I thought that I would share my adventure.

I have gone without sleep, spent countless hours running, cross training, swimming and lifting weights to prepare for this day. I even traveled across the country to get here. I have run three previous marathons before, but this one felt different. I had trepidation about this one. I questioned all my training and my level of fitness. I knew that this race is known to bring runners down. I knew it was the hilliest marathon next to San Francisco and Boston. In all honesty, I was scared. As I walked to the start line I could feel that today was going to be an enormous challenge and I should focus on just finishing. But really, screw that! I was going to try as hard as I could and if I failed at a personal best I would go down with a fight.
I had a personal best time and I would run my heart out trying.
SAMSUNGMy elevation chart of the race
This race started off ok and I had a fire in my guts that told me to go
until I had no go left. There were good kms that I felt like a million bucks and
could conquer the world. There were the bad mental kms that I began to
question my sanity and felt alone in this long challenge. I knew no one
would actually know if I quit except me. Except me……I was doing not bad considering the 40+ hills in this journey. My nutrition
held, my music choices were solid, my Garmin died at 27km, but a total
stranger gave me his, and said that I could give it back to him at the
finish line! Who does that right?Then something that I had never experienced before happened that changed
the race. My legs physically gave out at 39km. I had completed most all the
hills, and there was absolutely no strength in them. I was left with
determination but no physical strength to follow through. It completely
crushed me. I was so mad and defeated. I felt my goal slipping out between
my fingers and self pity setting in.Then something again happened that I had never experienced. Another
stranger came up beside me and stopped and walked. His name was Alan, and I
will never forget him. He walked with me for the next 2.5 km talking to me
and raising my spirits back up and making me realize that I was completing
a freaking marathon and I should never feel like anything but a champ. He
was right. I was a fool. His words and comradery carried me to the last
push. We had both made the oath to run across the finish line and that this
race would not beat us. We turned the last corner and ran up that last 700m
hill. I came no where close to my personal best but I am still proud.
SAMSUNGAlan and I had a conversation about a scene from a movie that we agree was
pretty fitting to our situation. It got is through

I don’t think my abs changed, but I know I did.

Week 4 – The fallen

Week 4 may have been the weakest week to date but we still have some holding strong!


“So far so good meals have been pretty good this week, work outs coil be better. I think I need to start incorporating weights instead of all this cardio.”


“I still love McDonald’s..”


Week 4 – No changes
Though we are nearly the end of our 6-week challenge, I already understood that results I’m looking for are more likely obtainable with a 6-month challenge if not 6-years. Am I disappointed, no. I’m just glad this challenge has given me motivation in the gym and hoping to have at least a slight physique change by the end of this. Keep up all the hard work everyone.”
“Last week was when I started noticing how good I feel. This week is where I start feeling good about how I look. I’ve been tracking my measurements as well. It doesn’t seem like I’ve lost any weight, but my chest arms and legs have each gained at least an inch; and my waist has lost an inch. Here’s to tightening the belt one notch!”