Greatest. Protest. Video. Ever.

So these ten chicks got together and decided to protect fake boobs. It’s from Colombia and it’s an antiplastic surgery and silicon movement. I respect anyone who’s willing to take a stand. As a guy who loves boobs in all shapes and sizes this is one protest that I can actually get behind.

The video is so hot that I can’t actually host it here. It’s to risque even for me, but I will hook you up with a killer link!

PROTEST SILICON

This video is super hot but I also do think they make a good point.  Our society is moving to a point where everyone wants to look like each other.  We are actually trying to weed out individuality.  So take some time and show some respect to boobs that God made.

I’m always looking for ways to push past my limits and improve myself in new areas. This is what separates me from 99% of the population. Most people are, unfortunately, stagnating. This is the way I live a lot of my life for a long time. I felt that improvement was only possible in some areas, I now realize that every aspect of your life can be controlled and improved.

One of my great goals in high school was to bench 135 pounds. By itself this number seems random, but if you have ever spent time in a weight room, you know that this is a common enemy. The benchpress bar weighs 45 pounds and the largest weights you can put on either side weight 45 pounds. So I always wanted to be able to put on the big weights.

At some point in my life, I guess I just gave up on that goal. It kind of drifted off and I became a person who would never bench that much weight.

On Friday, I was leaving the gym and walked past a couple of my buddies benching exactly 135. My first thought was damn my friends are stronger than me. But because they are good guys they brought me into the mix. I was like I can’t lift that much, it’s not possible for me. So I only benched 95 pounds. That’s a medium sized weight of 25 pounds on each side.

I hammered out 12 reps at that weight so my friends convinced me to try 135. I was like I’ll try guys but you better spot me because it’s way to heavy for me. I destroyed 135. Turns out that without realizing it, right now I am the strongest I have ever been in my entire life.

We threw on ten more pounds and I hammered out 3 reps of 145.

To some people that weight is nothing and to others it is amazing. The point is only about the goal relative to me. I have been pushing myself over the past year to get into better and better shape inside and out. And a side effect was bringing home another one of my dreams.

Now go out and bring home one of yours.

I have always loved having my picture take.  It’s why my personal Facebook page has about 5000 photos and I have almost 3000 of me and my oneitis.  That’s right!  It might be a record in the dating world for most pictures with the girl who broke your heart.  So when a photojournalist emailed me asking if he could spend a week following me and documenting my life, of course I said yes.

After agreeing, I was a little bit nervous, because lately my primary focus has been on writing articles, posting on this blog and making it sexier, putting together training videos and having phone meetings with other dating companies.  Unfortunately, that is not very exciting on camera.  When I was teaching in London, I had from 5-10 students in field with me every single week, and let’s be honest watching guys hit on girls in bars is interesting as hell to watch.  Me typing at my computer, no so much.

So when Austin Anthony started following me that week I put out a call in Nashville.  I would give free training to anyone who was willing to let my photojournalist hang around.  The photos would be primarily of me and we would make sure not to reveal anyone’s secret identities.  Unfortunately, Nashville has the weakest pickup scene of any city I have ever been to.  So out of 200 guys I personally emailed only about 4 replied.  And all of them chickened out and didn’t show up in the end.

Fortunately, one of my students from a year ago called and was down to party.  It was awesome to see how far he has come along in the last year.  I’m very proud of how the photo project came out as well.  I didn’t change anything from my normal routine.  And so it’s one of the most accurate depictions of my life you could get, without spending a week trailing me.

Austin anthony never uses a flash when he takes his pictures.  He feels it can affect the events as they unfold.  He’s really serious about his craft and does everything he can to stay on the outside of events.  It was really interesting for me.  Like having a scientist there who doesn’t want to accidentally affect the experiment.  He has a really badass camera,  all big and professional.  And those can do things in low light that your average pocket camera just can’t do.  A ton of the pictures don’t come out because they are so dark, but the ones that do come out are REALLY revealing.  There were a couple of occasions where he got more than 20 pictures of me talking to a girl.

These are very valuable teaching tools because he actually captures the body language in a moment.  And it allows me to really see what my students are seeing.  I will be using a ton of these photos on here in the near future, as well as part of my teaching tools.

Overall it was a great experience and you should check out Austin’s site at http://austinanthony.blogspot.com/

*photo of me and my wing watching a student in set by Austin Anthony

A few weeks ago I was covering for another teacher at this uni I have been teaching at. I did a 1on1 4 hour English lesson with this super rich Kazakhstani dude. We were chilling. Basically unlike most douche bag English teachers I can talk to rich people about normal things like badass high end clubs and beautiful women. So we connected and I almost got him to buy a table at Jalouse through my homey. I gave him my connections number there and thought I would never see the dude again

last week I got asked to cover all 3 days with the dude. Of course! It was badass. He realized that the uni is crap and that an mba from there won’t actually help him, so all week we just chilled. He took me out to lunch all three days, gave me a carton of parliament ciggies, invited me to visit his homeland to hunt wolves and asked me to come to a high end brothel with him.

This last one really freaked me out at first. I was like isn’t this a moral decision? I guess only if people find out. I gave him a tentative yes, but then I texted like 5 of my friends. They all offered to go in my place. So then I talked to my house mate. I figured if anyone would talk me out of it, it would be him. He was like go for it. It seems like a badass experience.

So we meet and jump in a taxi right at 7. we saw from the website that this is when all the girls start their shifts. He originally wanted to go right after out lesson at 2, but then there would only have been 2 girls there. A big part of me was nervous about him paying etc. but I just put that to the back of my mind and did something I normally would never do.

We get there and have to pay this creepy dude 20 pounds each to go inside. There is a locker room, steam room, showers and a sauna. Hence the fact that the sign calls it a sauna. We have to go into the locker room and change into towels. It’s obvious we have never been there before as we keep getting lost. Then we don’t know if we keep our boxers under our towels.

Finally I am like fuck it let’s do this and I just skin up. He does the same. We go into the lounge. By lounge I mean room with 18 pros staring at us. We are nervous as shit. I don’t know why he is bc he has been to dozens of these before. So he tells the girls that I have low self confidence. It’s kinda funny. I gauge the reactions of the girls to see which ones I’m afraid of. Haha

it takes us about 10 minutes to choose the ones we like. Basically only a few of the girls were actually cute in my opinion. I got this blond girl who looked Russian. She was really stunning but actually Spanish. His girl was Brazilian. This meant they could talk shop in Spanish. Fair enough.

We go up to the vip room and man it was one small vip room. We could never be more than 10 feet apart. He of course pays for everything up front, including an hour with the girls. The total cost from walking us both in to partying for an hour was 690 pounds. He just paid cash. I think he was really intent on impressing me. I think there is something cool about taking your English teacher to a hor house. I certainly wasn’t complaining.

It took a few minutes to get going, but then it was on. She just threw a condom on me and started blowing. I’m sitting in a chair next to my boss getting the same action. It was so cool. After all of my previous group sex experiences, close proximity to another dude fucking doesn’t affect me. They moved to the bed while I got a badass bj. It actually wasn’t the best of my life, the mouse was still better. Maybe I should tell her?

This girl was definitely the hottest girl I’ve ever played with. She had beautiful natural breasts and just everything was smooth and nice. After a bit we joined the other two on the bed and started fucking. We did a good set of positions. My boss finished after about 20 minutes. I was like dude? We are on the clock!

I smashed my girl for a good 30 minutes and then gave her a 5 minute break. The other girl was like dude wtf are you doing you’re going to break her! And my boss was like fuck! My girl was like I can handle it ok! Aahahah. The best part was a bigass mirror right in front of the bed so I could see myself smashing this girl. I could really see how much better shape I am in. I still got 5 more kg to go, but that is another blog post. Hehe.

After a little break we got back too it. Soon she was covered in my sweat and body hair. I shed like a damn golden retriever. Oh well. She did make me do about 90% of the work and every time I slowed down she was like come on baby you’re not tired are you??? she got on top once per session for like 2 minutes. I mean I know she probably had 10 more dudes to go that night, but seriously.

At one point she did say something telling. She said that it’s really hard for girls in her profession to ever find guys. They just have no ability to trust men anymore. I think this has a lot to do with my boss being married with 3 kids and not so much about me. But I think it’s reasonable. With what I have seen of women in the last 2 years a lot of my beliefs have been shattered.

So I slammed this girl for the full 60 minutes. She kept saying how bad she wanted me to come. I wonder if she gets in trouble if I dont. I almost got that impression. So finally I came at the last possible moment. It was awesome. She was like wtf? That’s not very much milk for so much work! I was like I’m not a cow! She loved it and laughed and repeated it.

I think that was the one moment where she actually thought something was funny. Like the real her happened, but only for like 5 seconds. I am not stupid enough to think that we had a real connection. I have read about a lot of guys paying pros and then trying to game them. The only way to make a girl on the game like you more is to pay her more money.

Overall my experience was awesome. I felt so relaxed. It was really nice to have sex without a load of bullshit. If I was rich I would definitely have a new vice. I mean amazing sex with a beautiful woman and she doesn’t give you shit afterward. After all the shit I have been dealing with lately with other girls in my life, it was just so refreshing.

I felt so relaxed afterward and I ran some supertight sets as well. Both sets are still texting me and I have a date with one tonight. I never thought I would pay for it, but this year I had been considering it. Just as an experience, so when it came my way I did it.

I just spent a weekend with my man October, and with how much fun that was I realized I fucking love real girls and pros aren’t a replacement.

So last Friday my good friend the Egyptian had his birthday party.  It was awesome. I got a chance to rock my fedora and it turns out it looks really good.  Inspiral and Tea Bag threw the pre AND after parties.  They had the most amazing costumes and if you are a facebook mate, you can check out the badass pics on my profile etc.

So I was sitting there chilling with one of my students/friends when Tea Bag’s boss comes out.  She was dressed as a bloody Alice with a butcher knife.  The moment I saw her, I knew I wanted her.  My first instinct was to dive in and game her.  But I knew that wouldn’t work.  I basically ignored her.  I saw she changed at Tea Bag’s house and so I knew she would be back later to change again.  I also want to wait to see how social situations pan out.  In a social circle situation, it is VERY important to see the lay of the land before you step on any toes.

So she is French and there is another younger French girl from Tea Bag’s office there.  At the party we all stick together a bit and chat.  I just want to be the cool guy who is around, but not around too much.  So I chat to her here and there throughout the night.  Whenever one of my homies wants to chat to her I back off.  I love giving girls to my good friends.  Sometimes Tea Bag would hand off a girl to me and I would hand her off to Inspiral, who then introduces her to the Egyptian and walks off.  Basically, we don’t care who a girl hooks up with, as long as it’s a mate.

I met the most amazing Indian girl at the party.  She was 35 and really sexy and lovely.  I chatter to her a bit and we started talking about tattoos.  I was wearing a button down shirt but she wanted to see the dragon on my arm.  So we went to a dark corner and I went nearly topless to show her.  Then I asked if she had a tramp stamp.  She turned around and told me to check.  I pulled the back of her shirt up to her bra and then I pulled down her jeans more than halfway down her ass.  Result – no tattoo back there (and also no panties).  At this point I was getting hard and the sexual energy between us was getting strong.  Just in the dark being naughty… and my student runs up to join us.  Now my students are always my first priority, but damn it was so on….

I chat to him a bit to go over his sets and how his night is going and the girls he is loving etc.  I lose the energy with my lovely Indian Princess and she walks off to talk to her mates.

Later on I reopen and we chat a little.  I try to drag her to dance, but it just doesn’t happen.  I struggle a little bit to rebuild what we had.  It was going ok.  I leave on a high note with a plan to push it further in a bit.  Unfortunately, she left the party at 11 and I failed to get her number.  I did add her on facebook the next day and a few days later asked the Egyptian to text her on my behalf.  No dice yet…

So then I go back to the Boss.  We chat and sometimes this one dude from my Tea Bag’s office is all over my nuts.  I can’t just punch him in the face, but I really wanted to.  He was exaclty like this chode in a story I read on Tucker Max’ blog.  He would follow me around and just keep trying to cock block me with girls all night.  Tea Bag told him what I do for a living as a way of trying to build my value, but this guy is a total value vampire.  At one point he told Inspiral I was talking shit about him.  I was really upset as he is one of my heroes.  But he immediately dismissed the idea and the Chode.  He said I would never do that.  Phew.

Chode tells me to leave him alone with Alice and even stands in the way.  He tells me to take off with the younger French girl, so I do.  We start dancing and having a really nice time.  I have disqualified her so hard that she is just happy to chill with me.  I think I might over-DQ in social settings and I might need to readjust it.  It’s so powerful.  So then Chode gets upset and leaves the other girls to come cockblock me.  He would prefer to prevent me from getting any action.  Rather than get his own. In a way that is amazing.

So we go to the after-party and it is a lot of dudes.  One of Tea Bag’s mates is about to fight a dude for grabbing his girlfriend’s breast.  I stay to back him up and he convinces the other dude to just go home and avoid the conflict.  I don’t know the dude that well, but a friend of Tea Bag’s is a friend of mine.  Inside Alice is making out with some other girl who keeps bragging that she doesn’t wear panties.  This instantly divides the room into two types of guys: the guys who get all turned on and the guys who have sex in their life and ignore it.

I know a trap when I see one.  These girls massively want attention.  I just ignore them and even push them out of the way to go to the other room.  At this point Chode tells me that see, I have been wasting my time all night.  I tell him that the game isn’t nearly over.  It is just getting started.  He keeps following the two girls around while they make out in the hopes that they will decide they need a guy.  Please don’t forget that Alice is Chode’s boss.  So he has double no chance.

I go outside later and the two girls are just chatting.  I join in and they start giving me sexual shit-tests.  They are saying extreme sexual things to see how I react.  Instead of getting excited I just talk about my fetishes in the same way I talk about work or video games.  Just normal conversation.  The 2nd girl tells me how much she loves anal and actually calls herself a ButtSlut.  I have never heard someone say this word out loud in real life before.  It was an experience.

Then guess who sees us having a nice time and has to pull a kamikaze.  That’s right.  Captain Chode.  He comes over to tell me that I’m still wasting my time mate.  Now when a guy you don’t know calls you mate in England it means he wants you to punch him in the face.  Instead, I go off and talk to Tea Bag to find out what is wrong with this dude.  Turns out being and AFC is a way of life for this dude.  He does the same shit to Tea Bag.  But I guess tonight is my special night.

I go back into the living room and the 2nd girl is chilling on the couch with Inspiral.  I try to see where he is going with it.  I THINK he wasn’t trying to play so I slide onto the couch.  Within 5 minutes she is feeding me crisps and then her legs are across mine and she feeds me one from her mouth.  Like in Lady and the Tramp but actually not that sexy.  Hehe.  Alice comes in and freaks out and starts accusing me of a V-Block.  I offer to get outa her way but she just goes back outside.

I chill with this girl until she passes out and since I way prefer Alice, everything is all good.  I just keep playing it cool and then I slide Alice around a corner and shove my tongue into her mouth.  It was so cool.  I played slow ball and it was working great.  I can tell we wanna get outa there, but there are only like 4 people still around.  Tea Bag walks around the corner, sees us and just walks away.  Translation – he is awesome.  Chode comes through the door and makes a comment to make her really uncomfortable.

It turns out she is hooking up with her boss and suddenly she is worried that Chode will tell on her and make her life bad.  That is the energy of this guy.  After a night of telling me I have no chance, he discovers that he was wrong.  Just confidence and persistence can take you a LONG way.  So we go back and just chill with everyone.  Chode is seething and keeps trying to stir trouble.  No one is paying attention to him anymore.  Alice has to leave and I go and get some more kisses on the stairs.  Tea Bag accidentally cockblocks me by carrying all her bags to her taxi and making sure she gets in ok.  Now that is totally acceptable.

He was looking out for his friend and boss.  He has a good heart.  She tells me to get her number off Tea Bag and I’ll see what happens.  I forget to do it until today, Wednesday, so I just texted her this morning.  She is on vacation this week, so I will see if she replies.

Either way, making out with your friend’s boss is pretty awesome in my book.  PoW!

It took 2 weeks of high angle text game to get a date out of the Author.  She has amazing blue eyes that pierce right through me.  I made some serious tactical mistakes in setting up the date, that will reveal themselves throughout the story.  I finally got the date when she said to meet up on Friday.  Of course Friday morning I read my man Tenmagnet’s post on Dating Amushes. This is one of the best articles on dating and date mistakes I’ve read in AGES.  I should not have let her set the date for Friday night.  It messed up my chance to meet and chill with the legend, Zan.

So we meet up at 7pm on a Friday night.  She looks amazing, except for she is rocking a mustache.  This is my personal pet peeve for women.  I have have really been paying attention since this date and a LOT of women are rocking cookie dusters.  I try to ignore these things, but damn hers was pretty much a Tom Selleck situation.

To be honest I was able to put it aside and plow through the date.  I don’t really have the strength to go through moment by moment of what happened.  Basically she spent the whole night picking at my frame.  I am used to major frame assault and tests.  Waht I am not used to is this tactic.  For example, when we went into the 2nd bar of the night I didn’t offer to pay for her drink.  I just don’t roll like that.  The girl has a high paying mayfair job and can support herself.  I don’t pay for a girl as it sets the wrong frame.  I don’t mind doing rounds like normal people.

She is like I guess you’ve never dated a French or Italian girl have you???  I was like what?  I have definately made out with both kinds. Hehe.  Anyways I was pushed onto my back foot.  All night she dropped hints about how she likes to date good-looking French snowboard instructors.  Actually, even writing this story is starting to depress me, but it’s educational so listen up!  So she kept pushing about how it’s classy to pay for a girl etc.  After her badgering I was like it’s 2 pounds to shut this girls mouth.  We need to focus here.  On a first date she was henpecking me.  I was doing something I didn’t want to to avoid a confrontation.  I should have stopped the date right here.  It’s a clear sign that she is a horrible girlfriend.  This tactic will only get worse.

Now I have already mentioned that she brought up her good looking ex-boyfriends about 8 times.  I never talk about exes on a date.  It’s a weird way of trying to demonstrate preselection.  I don’t need to do this.  I have an awesome life.  I can ignore a girl making comments about other guy’s being good looking a couple of times with no affect.  But she did it enough that it put another crack into my frame.  This girl was insidious.

Third, I told her I didn’t want to talk about work.  I really hate spending an entire date talking about my coaching etc.  I told her that I’m a writer and a life-coach.  I just didn’t want to spend three hours talking about pickup coaching.  For me it just makes a date boring.  So I changed the subject 30 times and told her again I don’t want to talk about work.  She would keep shifting the subject back to my work by asking a new question.  She just basically interrogated me constantly.  And when I would ask her a comfort-building question she said are you gonna ask me questions all night?  When she made this comment it would poke against my frame again.

Now individually I can handle each of these attacks. I have strengthened my inner game a LOT over the past 20 months.  Now I wasn’t ready for this type of frame war.  She came in softly, softly.  I didn’t realize any of this until I spent the rest of the night analyzing why I was depressed after my date.  I normally am happy after a date.  I love spending time with pretty girls.

Now if there is one thing I hate on a date more than anything, it is awkward conversation over a huge ass dinner table in a brightly lit restaurant. Guess what.  She needled me into that situation.  She forced us into having a bad date and then when it was bad blamed me for it.  She wouldn’t even kiss me and left at 10 to go to bed early.  I was never gonna text her or think about her again but she wrote me a huge text 2 days later.

So I waited a few days and decided to let her know that we are on two different pages.  Her text back was a frame assault on long the lines of “Of course we aren’t on the same page…”  This girl was a master of frame control.  In a way I respect her ability.  It’s just too bad that she uses it for evil.

So please take a lesson from my horrible date.  She boiled me slowly like a Frog.  Just took my frame 1% at a time.  The night before our date, I thought about canceling when she mentioned work early on Sat.  From now on I will cancel if I sense any trouble!

BTW drunk texting is so 2000 and LATE!  High texting is where it is AT!!!

So I am chilling on Saturday morning and my phone starts blowing up.  gsand wants to meet near Waterloo for some day game and Tea Bag is going into central for some costume shopping.  I throw on my clothes, get wicked high and meet gsand.  It takes ages to find him.  We meet up with 7/11 after a bit too.  Walking up and down the boardwalk for two hours, no hotties.  Bad luck.

Then I cruise up to meet Tea Bag and my damn bus gets diverted.  So annoying.  We finally link up and mess around in a few shops then grab some sweet Chinese for lunch.  He tells me about a party he’s going to where everyone dresses up like it’s a bad wedding.  Super eighties style.  The vibe is amazing and the girls are so cool.  So I text my student and my lesbian sidekick and tell them tonight is gonna be wicked.  My lesbian can’t make it as she needs to rest and ironically spends the night having “the talk” with a girl she is only mildly interested in.  Shame!

I am like thirty minutes late, but when I get there the party is awesome.  It is at least six girls for every guy.  My student is hating it for some reason, but I force him to stay and he gets laid.  But this story is about me. Ha!

The first smoking hot girl I see at the bar.  Wow.  Short.  Brunette.  Piercing green eyes.  Sexy black hat with lace.  Perfect body.  I tell him to open her and her friend.  My student hesitates and the friend just raises her arm and points right at my face.  I think there is no way anyone is that rude, she must be pointing behind me.  So I step to the side.  The finger follows me.  So I step forward and dive in.  They are two super cool girls and immediately are loving me.  I chat and chat.  There is someone throwing the bouquet so I tell the brunette to go win it.  Unfortunately, a guy in a dress gets it because he is so damn tall.

I don’t see her again for a while.  So I meet a blond who looks like Clair Danes.  Everytime I tell my student to open a girl, she sees him hesitate and opens me.  This is one weird magical venue.  I was loving it!  I see that they won’t take this girls card.  So I just say, they don’t take card here?  She goes no, come with me to the cash point.  I had been trying to get my student in and I couldn’t think of a way to get her to go with him instead of me.  So we went and chatted.  She was really sexy.  She mentions a boyfriend she lives with and asks if I’m gay in the first five minutes.  It’s nice to get the bs out of the way.  She is like amazing you have to date my sister.  I walked onto the set of beauty and the beast.  I won’t describe the sister, but that is enough.

Me and Clair Danes slip away and hit the dance floor for a bit.  It’s nice.  I met a third girl who was standing next to me at the bar.  Don’t really know what I said.  But hey I’m LondonPaladin right?  Plus I looked amazing.  Everyone was complimenting me on the new way I did my hair.  I think I will be doing it like that every time I leave the house from now on.

I’m going to be honest with you right now.  There were several smoking hot girls I didn’t talk to that night.  I was simply overwhelmed.  Also, I’m the kinda guy who locks into one set for a night.  Rather than get like 6 numbers.  I was more like that a year ago when I was running traditional MM game.  Now that I’m really doing what’s natural for me, I like to just focus on one girl a night.  Just my personal style.  So these other two girls were just to chat with and have fun.

Over the course of the night I kept seeing this one big dude chatting all over my initial brunette.  I didn’t feel anything.  No jealousy or stress.  I saw her with him and my thought was ok, she’s busy I’ll chat to her later.  And whenever I would see her and her friend the pointer, I would rock up and dance.  We danced alone at several points during the night and it was just nice.  There is something about dancing with a beautiful woman that I enjoy.

So during this night I am also teaching my student about kino and escalation.  And eventually he leaves with his girl and I am damn proud.  Also I keep chatting and having a few drinks with my man Tea Bag.  He is having a blast with his girl. And also some of his other friends.

At the end of the night I’m outside chilling with the doorman who basically knew my be then because I kept coming outside with hot girls.  He was cool.  I see my beautiful girl going back inside.  She comes up to me and says to wait and she will be right back.  That’s kinda cool.  She takes ages and I finish my smoke, so I go back inside to chat to my friends.  I see she is talking to the big dude again.  So I go dance with my friends in a position where I can see her.  So that when she leaves I can see her outside.  The old me woulda been praying not to see her kiss this dude.  I mean I don’t know if I would have changed anything if they had.  I mean I kiss tons of girls.

So when I see her heading for the door, I beat her and we chat and chat.  I am leaning against the wall and she is close.  We are chatting and I’m trying to extract.  She has work the next day etc.  I keep pushing for it, but it’s just not quite there.  We are both close, but I’m not sure.  Then TeaBag and my mates come out and surround us and just watch.  From like 1 foot away.  TeaBag just says to her that he loves watching me talk to girls.  I could have killed him, if I hadn’t been doing so well.  We were connecting and I didn’t react so it didn’t matter.  I mean from the outside it’s a pretty funny move.

I get her number and it takes like 10 minutes.  I think my phone might be on the fritz.  Anyways, we get it all sorted and go back in to dance.  At one point I drop my final escalation bomb.  And she likes it.  I try to kiss hew a few times, but all I get is cheek.  It’s fine.  It’s just a matter of when.  Eventually she has to leave.  I rarely get numbers, but this one felt pretty solid.

Thirty seconds after she leaves I call her and ask if it’s too soon.  Hopefully, she realized how funny that is.  She said to give it a few days, so I’m gonna go old school and wait til Wednesday.  I think I am gonna shift my call style back.  These days I always text the next day.  More so I can remember which girl is which, but I think I need to start calling and waiting longer.  Either way, I had a beautiful experience with a stunning and intelligent woman. Safe.

For the past 6 weeks I have been on a training program.  I am following the Body for Life workout program for my weight lifting.  I am halfway through the 12 week program.  I am really on track with my workouts, but now I want to take my diet to the next level.  I reported on my progress stats last week.  I am very happy with my results so far, but now I am at the point in a diet where I used to fail.  I have several challenges that I need to work through.  I drink a lot on the weekends and my diet slips.  When my mates are out and ask me to join them for a meal, it is hard to say no.  I am working on this and I have discovered something really helpful.

This exercise site is really useful.  I only started yesterday, but I was able to enter all of my old workout stats into the trackers.  It keeps track of every element of my diet now, as well as calculating my workouts and progress.  I really love all the graphs it has to show how well I’m doing.  Now that I am recording my food as well as my exercise, I am automatically being more strict.  Every elements of my profile on there is public.  People can see old pictures of me topless, through ones I took just last Friday.

If any of my friends join this site, and I hope they do, they can be my “gym buddy and track my progress and we can compare all of our stats.  It turns all of this working out into a type of video game/stat tracking experience that I enjoy.

It also has a really good meal planning facility.  I think the next level is to plan my meals each day.  It’s a little boring, but I think it’s quite good.  I also started walking a little farther to a Sainsbury that has a huge selection of turkey, which is my favorite meat.  Well I love duck too.  But I prefer turkey burgers to beef burgers and I love turkey sausage.

Anyways, the main purpose of this post is to suggest this website.  It’s really good and helps you to motivate, especially if you have a computer style mind like me.  Let me know if you join, so we can be gym buddies.

Another great feature is Twitter integration. I am really into automating aspects of Twitter, such as aggregating my blog every 5 posts, which you know if you follow me. You can set up how often you want it to auto-tweet. I have it set up to Tweet whenever I hit a goal. You can have it annoy your mates every time you workout if you like!

Last weekend one of my students was calling me out about my diet.  I guess I haven’t posted about it for a while.  I haven’t been super strict about some aspects of my diet, especially on the weekend.  But I have been teaching a ton of day game which means marching, and lots of it.  I am walking about 3x more a week than I was all winter.  And I am almost always perpetually limping.  I have been hitting the gym like crazy and I have a little notebook I fill in with my weight, body fat % and all of my workouts.  So without further ado, let’s get to the current numbers.

weight Day 1 – 93.90kg       Day 30 – 90.45kg      Day 39 – 89.50kg

fat% Day 1 – N/A              Day 30 – 22.3%          Day 39 – 21.1%

fat kg Day 1 – N/A              Day 30 – 20.3kg          Day 39 – 18.8kg

That means that I have lost 4.4kg in 4.5 weeks and that in the last 9 days I have lost 1.2% pure bodyfat (that’s 1.5kg!!!)

So my diet is actually going really well.  I am working out a minimum of 3 times a week for 90min sessions, but I am trying to hit 4.  Plus I am walking for hours.  Since I normally don’t do this, it is making a big difference.

But am I getting faster or stronger? (I didn’t start my workout notebook til day 12)

Speed 5k Day 1 ~ 44min      Day 12 – 38:17        Day 22 – 36:32

Speed 2.5k Day 1 ~ N/A          Day 23 – 15:55        Day 39 – 16:03

It is a little harder to interpret the speed data, other than to say that I am getting faster.  On days where I lift upper body, I run 5k and on days where I do legs, I run 2.5k.  Although sometimes I don’t run or I do a 3k, depending on my leg injuries from kickboxing.  That training has been brutal in the last month.  My coaches know I am on a training/diet kick and they have been pushing me HARD.  I can tell I am becoming a significantly better fighter, but the battle is uphill.

As far as strength, my gym data isn’t quite useable yet as I mix up exercises and I’m not sure how to compare weeks where I do free weights and weeks where they were busy so I had to use machines.  For example, yesterday was the first time I did proper squats since I started this training cycle.  I know remember why I have always hated that exercise.  Even my shins were sweating.  I can tell I’m getting stronger and I’m going to try and find a good computer program for analyzing my data.

I am pleased with my results so far. I am not even halfway through my 96 days yet.  Will my weight be 80kg at the end?  Possibly not, but then I will just continue my training.  I have adjusted my lifestyle now to where I love working out and it’s a part of my life, although I still hate running!

PS I might try to get my housemate to take a photo of me when he wakes up for comparison at this point.

Tonight I was at my brutal kickboxing gym.  Ever since I have become friends with all my instructors, they have been pushing me so much harder.  I always have grudge matches with my house mate.  I asked to have one lesson where he doesn’t wear me out with cardio so that I’ll have a chance.  My house mate works out 7 times a week and isn’t burdened with an awesome life like I am, so he has an edge whenever we get worn out even before we start sparring.

Of course my instructor just works me ten times harder.  He has started giving me really hard fights and giving my house mate easy ones.  It sucks.  Right now I have so much leg pain.  But I will be an amazing fighter.  He is training me so much harder than anyone else.  I am in way better condition that I have been in ages.  My training regime is really paying off in how I feel about myself and how I just feel in life.

Normally we have a fight and then a round off, but tonight I fought in 7 out of the 8 rounds.  I got really worn out and my legs are damaged, but I held my own.  And lucky me, I didn’t get knocked out.  A few months ago I would have died.  I can’t recommend doing things that are hard enough.  Pushing yourself is awesome!