Author: Crburgess

The snowball

“Hey Charles, look at this snowball. It’s JUMONGUS!” Terry said to me. (He still calls me by my first name because we haven’t adopted him and his older brother yet). It indeed was a big snowball. Big yes, perhaps for his size, but he definitely embellished slightly.

Now a “JUMONGUS” snowball is one thing, but a “JUMONGUS” snowball in a seven year old’s hands is a different matter entirely. To me, this snowball was just a piece of art meant to be left alone, admired, then left where it was. To him it was a missile, a rocket, a baseball; something that definitely should not be left where it was.

Before I could gather any thoughts, I turn to see what he wants to show me. He shows me his snowball at about 20 mph, to the nose.

Yes it’s was quite funny….to him. Not so much to me. He laughs, stumbles and falls to the ground. We all laugh as I make my own snowball in response. He struggles to get up but soon does, only to get a snowball from me, to his nose, with love of course. This knocks him down on his face into the snow. Of course he gets up crying that it hurt and he was cold.

“See son, don’t throw it if you can’t take it”

Class

I’m sitting in waiting on a presentation. I am an education major in my final years and I had a thought.

Are you any good at public speaking? Public speaking is pretty intense and can be difficult but I have noticed that being prepared is the majors of process. If you are prepared, really the only obstacle you must get over is speaking out loud.

Blessed

The rain slides down the old tin awning;
Its cool touch leaves me unwanting.
Running off the corner onto the ground
It puddles the area. 
As I look up and let the stream flow down my face,
covering me in her sweet embrace,

I know this day will go the way it does,
And certain things will happen just because,
And when today, tries to give me a test,
I have the answers. Today I’m blessed.

Mind over matter

During and after a rather strenuous workout Saturday evening I shared some thoughts between my buddy.

There are many facets to working out. Technology and common human trial and error has given us solutions to many of our fitness questions. The majority is do I want to be stronger and lift dump trucks off the road in a bout of rage, or do I want to look like what the Greeks sculpted their gods/goddesses to look like?

Now I’ve almost always just stuck with strong. I’m 6’5” 300lbs currently. I’ve weighed over 260lbs for about 15 years minus a couple while I was enlisted. I’ve built strength, or simply WORKED OUT to be strong always. It seems simpler enough I thought; I’ll just pick this weight up more and more then I’ll get to this weight that’s heavier, which is a basic version of it, and to an extent it worked.

Now recently I’ve been interested in going for size as opposed to strength. This seems odd to me still that they are not the same to an extent, or so research is telling me. Yes me going into the gym and squatting 2 to 3 to 4 hundred pounds about 15-20 times in total is fine; you might be sore for a bit then repeat the process next week until you’re squatting 3 quarter ton trucks for breakfast. Now I’m a big boy with some fat on my bones and let me tell you, training for SIZE???!!! My muscles are sore about the same after the initial shock this is true, but while exercising I’ve never been out of breath as much as I am not during and after sets and my muscles have never been on fire anywhere close than they are now.

I take detailed notes at the gym to give myself some data and with my size workout we did over 250 reps PER muscle. I don’t mean 250 on arms and 250 on legs. I mean 250 on the inner quads, or Vastus Medialis alone and 250 reps on just biceps, brachialis and brachii, while also doing 1-2 hundred on triceps .

For fear of making this too long this early in the morning, all I can say is you will need to push yourself to your brink every time. Being sore sucks but feeling good and looking great does not suck. Y’all have a blessed day and be well.

We Stood There, Before the End

We stood just there, the day before our end;
your lips were shaking from the cold, dead air.
We tried so hard but, it was just pretend.

We once was everything, my dearest friend.
Our fears together fled to God knows where,
We stood just there, the day before our end;


 Our brokenness I wish I could but mend,
and on my shoulders all the pain id bear
We tried so hard but, it was just pretend.

 To the stars of our love we must ascend;
to face the trial of love we call unfair.
We stand right here, this day we call our end;

Why I am this way I cant comprehend
I wont give up, my dearest love, I swear
Ill try so hard, but fear its just pretend.

We push and pull, our cases we defend
It was coming, but caught us unaware
We stood just there, the day before our end;
We tried so hard but it was just pretend.

Inner quad “tear-drop” workout

So i just got back from the gym with @joshuat8458. We did an inner quad workout that sets the inner quad muscles, vastus medialis, and i have got to say, even the slightest bend in the leg makes me feel like im going to fall. We are talking three exercises with four sets of 20-25 reps. This is an insane amount of reps setting fire to those inner quads.

If you are looming to build knee stability and increased size of legs, boy do i have a workout for you.

Yall have a blessed day now!!!!