I went to the GUM Clinic today for my usual checkup.  I try to go once a month, but I really don't make it that often.  It's just good to know that you are totally clean, you know? 

As usual everyone there was in a foul mood.  I guess I'm the only one who goes there to confirm that he's clean.  The lady offers me the usual choice of three tests: swab in my dick, urine and blood tests.  Now they all suck for different reasons, but the urine test is my favorite.  For that one I only have to deal with stage fright.  I told the lady how last time the guy messed up my blood test and it hurt and blood went all over and then he had to do my other arm.  I ask if she can promise not to mess it up.  She won't agree to that and in a few minutes I find out why.

It only sucks a little bit if they get it on the first try, but she was in my arm digging around with that needle and it hurt like a bitch.  Then she accuses me of refusing to bleed.  Like I have that kind of skill.  I wish.  She blames it on my being dehydrated.  I am not sure that that's true as I drank a ton of water yesterday, but I guess only today counts.  I refuse to let her try again.  It's just not worth it.  Next time I will drink an assload of water beforehand.

My tests all came up clean.

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!

I just hit the gym today and I finally asked the guy to use the fat% machine.  Unfortunately, I can't find my fat% from last year with London_hunk.  Then I could compare.  But I have a good understanding of where I am.  I am getting and feeling a lot stronger.  This weekend several people made comments that they could see the difference.  That was really cool.  I wasn't super strict with my diet this weekend, but I did a TON of daywalking.  So my current weight is 90.45kg and my current bodyfat % is 22.3%.  That means that I am 20.3kg of fat.  My target is to get down to 80kg in 8 more weeks.  Today is day 30 after all of my 96day program.  After that I am going to hit p90x after the Art of Charm boys told me about it.  I now have the healthy lifestyle.  I love working out and my NLP triggers are really helping.

So I am 3 weeks into my 12 week program.  It’s hard to judge exactly where I am.  I have only lost about 2.5 kg over three weeks.  Part of that is due to sustaining an injury and only working out last Monday.  I was in the gym today and I set a new personal best on the treadmell.  I hammered out a 5k in 36:32.  This is about 3x slower than the world record.  So there is a lot of room for improvement.  But that really isn’t my goal.  I think this weekend I will do a proper race with my house mate.  I don’t think I can beat him, he’s was born in good shape.  But I’m not gonna tell him that!

After my run today, I lifted my Body4Life routine.  It is a strange pyramid formation and not that many exercises.  But it takes me around 40 minutes to complete.  Mostly because I’m slow after the run.  Today I really pushed myself and could feel my muscles straining.  I can feel myself getting stronger.

So overall I’m not super annoyed about the weight thing.  I know I’ll push it down, it will just take the rest of these 9 weeks to ger there.  My finaly goal is 80kg.  If I can lock into that weight I will be super happy.  Afterwards I am thinking of doing Px90 with the boys from Art of Charm.  They have been talking about it recently and it is supposed to be killer and amazing.  I have decided that I want to be a healthy in-shape kinda guy for the rest of my life.

It’s a hard place to get to.  Changing my diet and attitudes is tough.  I think I need another session with my NLP lady.  To take my issues to the next level.  In fact I just took a break from writing this email to email her and let her know how much she helped me.  I will keep updating you guys on my progress etc.

Also, interesting fact.  During my whole 90 minute workout I lost exactly .50kg according to my gym’s scale.  How crazy is that?  And I had a water bottle with me today.

So I hit up the clinic yesterday, as I try to do between sexual partners.  I have been a little off my game and I found out that I haven’t been since Sept!  Whoops.  I was sitting there in  room full of the most depressed looking people.  I realized that most guys are dicks.  They wait until their dicks are almost falling off before going to the clinic.  I know a few guys in my life who have acted like this.  They just pray it will clear up on its own and never see the doctor.  I love my dick and as soon as I have an inkling of a problem I’m in the doctor’s office.  I was the only one smiling and having a good time, while all these guys looked so sad and angry.  I mean of course there is that fear of terrible news.  But the point is I feel like I’m the only guy that tries to go in between partners.  And after my random Torture Garden bang, I want to be sure my gear is all clean.  Especially, since I went down to Brighton yesterday for a shag session.  Don’t worry that’s my next post.

I did have a problem though.  My arm wouldn’t bleed fast enough.  So after a while the guy gave up and blood went everywhere down my arm.  It is really weird to bleed like that.  He went and checked and the other nurse said it wasn’t enough blood.  So they tapped a vein in my other arm.  Dude blood is so dark red.  Seeing your own is really weird.  I told the blood guy that a second needle was really gonna affect our friendship.  I can’t decide if that or the scrape is worse.  Either way it’s all over now and I got a clean bill of health.  Boom!

My first fetish party.  It blew my mind right out of my skull.  I saw some of the most beautiful women and some of the stragest dudes.  It was so amazing.  LondonPlayboy and FreedomOfSpeech brought me along with a crew of their friends.  I went out in latex tights, ninja shoes, little black wings, a futuristic gas mask and no shirt.  I just got really into the zone and I felt comfortable all night without a shirt.  It was one of my big challenges for the year and I really broke through some of my body issues.

I hung out with different friends throughout the night and I also spent some time wandering around a lot.  There were some really strange things and some magnificent things.  I don’t have to strength to describe it all.  But I really learned a lot and I recommend it for expanding your horizons.  There were a few puas there that I mostly avoided.  I said hi to all my friends and stuff, but I was again pretty introspective.  I didn’t talk with my mask on all night and around 5am or something this small girl came up to me.  She kept talking to me and trying to guess what country I was from.  She looked over 30 and had a tight little body in her latex dress.

I just grabbed her and told her that I was going to fuck her.  Then I dragged her to the couple’s room where we waited in line for 30 minutes or something before we entered the unltimate chamber of debauchery.  I saw some really intense things. Some of the hottest girls in my life were in there getting fucked right in front of me.  I had wanted to try out some sub stuff, but all the girls in the club seemed like subs to me.  So I just took the bull by the horns and threw the girls mouth on my dick and fucked her like crazy.  I shoved it in her ass for a while ( i think…i was pretty fucked by this point).  I was mostly looking at the room to see all the other crazy shit happening.  After we finished I chipped off and never saw her again.  I never learned her name.

It was a really cool and crazy experience.  When I finally got home on my own and freezing in my outfit I discovered that my hands and boxers were covered in blood.  That wasn’t on my list of goals but it seems to have happened to every other guy I know, so I guess life is moving forward.  I am definately gonna explore more fetish parties in the future.  I like the openess there and the good vibe.

Goals for 2009

professional
graduate with merit or better for my ma
become a university teacher
write my ebook
convert it to ipod app
finish paladin seduction web page
finish all websites
finish comedy book
dj in a london club once a week by july
dj in ibiza
get interviewed on tv
build a mailing list

finish developing shane game
sports
stop drinking soda
fight a kickboxing match
run a 5k by July
run a 10k by December
go snowboarding
go to 2 mma fights
compete in martial arts
climb 2 mountains

social/personal goals
see 1 play a month
see 1 opera
see 1 ballet
see 2 magicians
see stand-up comedy 5 times
go to 3 trance festivals
go to a comic convention
go to an anime convention
go to a ufo convention
go to 10 raves alone
watch a movie in every European language
watch all of Fullmetal Alchemist in Japanese
go to a video game competition
go to a strongest man competition
try out for 10 tv game shows
compete on a tv game show
see top 10 Djs in the world
see #11-20 Djs
go to a trance festival in the netherlands

personal growth
take a survivalist course
kill an animal
reconnect with my religion
earn my nlp practitioner
get back hair lasered
learn all 2000 japanese kanji
pass level3 Japanese exam in December
collect 10 new flags
finish Project Rockstar reading list
go out with the Brazilians from kickboxing
ride in a helicopter
compete in a costume contest

sexual goals/expand horizons
go to a fetish store
go to a fetish party
go to a club topless
experiment with fetishes
-vampire
-sub
-public sex
-militaria
-asian
have anal sex
have a 3some (2 girls)
have sex in a club
kiss a princess
kiss a celebrity
kiss a professional athlete
kiss an olympian
explore tantra
video myself having sex
take sex pics

maybes
fight a stranger
compete in a video game comp
tantra weekend
put sex vid on internet

lifetime goals
parachute
parachute halo jump
backpack 1 month in europe

psycho-cyber goals
nice guy
women love me
popular
love my body
deep sense of self
back in touch with my religion
free from outside influence
leader

So I finally had my 2nd date with the mouse tonight.  After 2 failed attempts.  Her housemate got sick one day and she was sick the next.  I had to take all my nervousness and fear of losing my emotional investment and put it in my pocket.

So we met outside a train station for our masquerade party and she was already wearing the cutest cat mask.  I was smart enough to have my mask on when I met her.  She wore hers on the train for the hour it took her to get to me and she told me a bunch of guys including a cop meowed at her.  She was wearing the cutest ballerina skirt and top.  She immediately mentions finding the stop for her night bus home.  I just ignore it even tho it’s a hiccup.

I kissed her immediately and and took her and and we went to a cool bar my man Yad took me too once ages ago.  It’s got a funky motif and two stages for bands.  It was on the way to the club for our masked party.  We grab a couple of drinks and I actually let her pay for her first one.  We each have two and are wasted.  She thinks I’m faking and asks if I was drunk at the beginning of this date too.  We are just having fun and talking about high school days etc.  I guess it’s funny because she was ten when I graduated.  She did let it slip out that she is turned on by fight stories.  Lucky her I was in a ton when I was an idiot.

We slip outa the bar and head off the the dance club for our masquerade party.  We are both tipsy and we’ve been making out all night.  We are like the first two people into the club.  We dance on two different dance floors on our own and down a pair of shots of vodka each. We are dancing really sexy and all these dudes and the bar staff are watching us.  No one else is wearing masks.  It’s just a bunch of losers.  I hate people who don’t wear costumes to costume parties.  But I digress.

I am wasted so I buy a pack of smokes and I have one outside.  She has her first smoke of a cigarette ever.  I have to talk her through the whole process.  I’m such a bad influence.  We make out some more all over the club and she bites me a few times.  She goes into a ton of detail about her specific vampire fantasy.  It’s so intense and awesome that I can’t even write it here.

By midnight she is wasted and tired and just wants to go home.  She’s not a club girl at all.  But we had so much fun.  As we are leaving there are finally people coming into the club.  I realize I don’t care about them.  I just wanna spend time with the mouse.  I jump us into a taxi and don’t even listen to her protestations about a night bus.  I’m like it’s 3 buses home for either of us or a ten minute taxi.

The guy takes ages and she falls asleep in my arms.  We get to my apartment and I take a page out of Sheriff’s book.  I just hand her a big t-shirt and tell her to change for sleep time.  She says she can’t stay and I just tell her to shut up and not be silly.  And I go to the bathroom so she can get changed.  Man what a genius move.  Now instead of having to deal with tights and a costume etc, she is just wearing a t-shirt and panties.

We make out and talk for 20ish minutes and she tries to logic out of sex even though we both really want it.  She talks about how after we have sex she might get scared and run away tomorrow. I just tell her I’m living in the moment etc.  I really don’t remember the discussion.  I just really focus on making her feel safe and secure.  I even get to bust out my new scented tea lights, which smell hella strong. and my new condoms.

She is amazing.  Pure sexual beauty and energy.  She is as amazing naked as she is in her clothes.  We have mind-blowing sex.  I use more of the stuff Sebastian taught me and she squirts like a champ.  I was really nervous that I wouldn’t fit but it was perfect.  I wasn’t too big for her.  I was just at her limit.  She was fantastic.  She was screaming and moaning and shouting my name.  I felt electric.  We had sex for 4 hours and every moment was perfect.

It was really my best performance ever.  She bites the crap outa me and it’s so intense.  We do all these different positions and we share a favorite and she just somes so many times it’s insane.  After a while I take off the condom so she can go down on me for a while and I don’t know what she did, but it was the best head ever.  I almost had a seizure and I had to make her stop.  Bad-ass.  She asks to see my note from the std clinic with my clean bill of health.  She has just been as well so she jumps on me bareback after saying she’s on the pill.

I haven’t done that in ages.  But hell if two people have both been checked out and she’s on the pill.  Why not?  So we bang for ages more and she squirts again.  Along the way we talk about everything and she told me she wants to try anal some day.  I am not in the zone for pushing that tonight, but it’s filed away….  Finally she is just too sore from me for any more and she tells me that she won’t be able to sit all day.  So finally I allow myself to come and it’s my hardest orgasm in years.  I black out almost instantly.  I wake up fifteen minutes later to her phone ringing with a text from her housemate, who is becoming my bane.

She can’t sleep so she gets dressed and has me take her to the bus stop.  It’s a shame but it was a really amazing experience overall and I’ll call her later or something.  She was so loud.  It was awesome.  A whole week of pent up emotions and playing it cool.  She even told me that we could have had sex after our first date, but then I probably never would have seen her again so she’s glad we waited.  Even now I’m not sure how this will play out.  I did let her know that I was too tired for my A game in bed, so that next time I would do better.  She told me that my A game might kill her then.

These are the first actual pics of me I’ve ever posted on my blog.  The injuries I sustained while bedding a little vampyre.