In my ongoing quest to improve myself, I have read a lot of articles and have come across several words that resonate positively with me... Here are some of them and what they mean...
Body Sculpting
Diet and Fitness program using weight, flexibility, and endurance training to mold, form, tone and reshape the entire body especially abdominals, hips, thighs, upper arms, and buttocks without creating bulk.
Burn
The burning sensation in a muscle that comes from the lactic acid and pH buildup resulting from exercising the muscle to failure.
Flush
To increase the blood supply to a muscle, thereby bringing in more nutrients.
Glutes
A shortened version of gluteus maximus, the largest of the muscles forming each of the human buttocks.
Glycemic Index
A system of ranking carbohydrate-containing foods based on their immediate effect on blood sugar levels. Foods with a low glycemic index, like vegetables, beans, and most whole grains, are digested slowly, making you feel full longer. High glycemic index foods, like white bread, crackers and sugary candy, may cause a rapid energy boost that leaves you hungry shortly after you have eaten.
Lean Body Mass
Fat Free body tissue, comprising mostly muscle. Lean mass is the primary determinant of the body's basal metabolism (calories you burn at rest). In healthy men, bodyfat (bodyweight minus lean body mass) ranges from 8-12%; in women, 18-22%.
Ripped
A condition of extremely low body fat with superior muscle separation and vascularity.
Six Pack
Abdominal muscles so well developed that you can see the muscles under the skin of your stomach. Also called washboard abs...
sources...
http://www.getbig.com/glossary/jargon.htm
http://www.wisegeek.com/what-are-body-sculpting-workouts.htm
http://www.spafinder.com/spalifestyle/spa101/glossary.jsp
http://www.livestrong.com/article/23320-body-sculpting/
http://www.stewsmith.com/linkpages/washboardabs.htm
http://www.oldwayspt.org/glossary.html
Showing posts with label fat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fat. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Friday, February 16, 2007
Trying to get a big belly... unbelievable
In my research into BDD, I found this amazing link to people who are trying hell hard to get a bigger belly
http://www.43things.com/things/entries/23102
Check these posts from wannabe fat belly people on that website:
Thefatbillywilly:
"I think that i don’t really know why I want to have a big belly: I think that I want this for having a very big and soft belly to touch and play and, I think, for having a sense of fullness and thoroughness"
GlitteryButterfly:
"I can’t wait until my little belly turns into a big belly! Big bellies are so cute and nice. Plus, they look so hot in tight dresses! I bought a dress from Torrid the other day, and it is still really loose in the belly area, I hope I can grow into it soon! "
I was amazed at first but then in thinking about it I realised that not everybody is embarrassed to be toting a big belly.
Some people have reverse BDD... they look in the mirror and think they looking real good with their big self.
In fact, Carnival Monday and Tuesday will be testament to the fact that in Trinidad we have several people who don't give a damn that their stomach is hanging out and over.
In many ways I have to admire people who can wear the bikini mas and jump up all over the streets of POS with everything hanging out. I especially have to admire Denise Belfon with her big saucy self just doing her thing on stage... bicycle wine, tricycle wine.... all kinda wine. And she could go down lower than a lot of small, slim, supposedly fit people.
Anybody saw the "washing machine" performance on Synergy Soca Star? Spin cycle, spin cycle, spin cycle... If you didn't see it you miss out half yuh life. That is self-confidence.
The other reality is that there is a different flavor of kool aid for different people. Some like grape, some like cherry and some like lemonade. By that statement I am referring to the fact that some guys just love a "fat thing".
"Dem small girls too bony, nothing to hold on to..." For them there is nothing better than holding onto a big girl... more to love as they say. Sometimes it is funny to see a thin "magga" guy with an enormous woman and you could see the love in his eyes. There are several online websites that target those who love fat women and the forums discuss how much folds of hanging skin and dimples there are on their favorite model. Cellulite is a bonus.
Some women have also admitted to falling for a guy with a big "buddah" pot belly. I wonder if they like to rub it for good luck. And they find you fast and out of place to ask if they have to lift the belly to find "it".
Different strokes for different folks I suppose.
http://www.43things.com/things/entries/23102
Check these posts from wannabe fat belly people on that website:
Thefatbillywilly:
"I think that i don’t really know why I want to have a big belly: I think that I want this for having a very big and soft belly to touch and play and, I think, for having a sense of fullness and thoroughness"
GlitteryButterfly:
"I can’t wait until my little belly turns into a big belly! Big bellies are so cute and nice. Plus, they look so hot in tight dresses! I bought a dress from Torrid the other day, and it is still really loose in the belly area, I hope I can grow into it soon! "
And check out this guy jiggling his fat... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WsJSJuACTw --> you have to sign up (free) and login but it is a treat as is the Belly giggle.
I was amazed at first but then in thinking about it I realised that not everybody is embarrassed to be toting a big belly.
Some people have reverse BDD... they look in the mirror and think they looking real good with their big self.
In fact, Carnival Monday and Tuesday will be testament to the fact that in Trinidad we have several people who don't give a damn that their stomach is hanging out and over.
In many ways I have to admire people who can wear the bikini mas and jump up all over the streets of POS with everything hanging out. I especially have to admire Denise Belfon with her big saucy self just doing her thing on stage... bicycle wine, tricycle wine.... all kinda wine. And she could go down lower than a lot of small, slim, supposedly fit people.
Anybody saw the "washing machine" performance on Synergy Soca Star? Spin cycle, spin cycle, spin cycle... If you didn't see it you miss out half yuh life. That is self-confidence.
The other reality is that there is a different flavor of kool aid for different people. Some like grape, some like cherry and some like lemonade. By that statement I am referring to the fact that some guys just love a "fat thing".
"Dem small girls too bony, nothing to hold on to..." For them there is nothing better than holding onto a big girl... more to love as they say. Sometimes it is funny to see a thin "magga" guy with an enormous woman and you could see the love in his eyes. There are several online websites that target those who love fat women and the forums discuss how much folds of hanging skin and dimples there are on their favorite model. Cellulite is a bonus.
Some women have also admitted to falling for a guy with a big "buddah" pot belly. I wonder if they like to rub it for good luck. And they find you fast and out of place to ask if they have to lift the belly to find "it".
Different strokes for different folks I suppose.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Benefits of Spinning...why I just can't stop
I usually consider myself lazy when it comes to physical work. I can spend hours on the internet or watching TV but even the thought of getting up to do something sweaty makes me feel tired.
I am not exactly sure when I became lazy because I was very active in sports when I was going to school. I remember playing small goal in the street for hours. We played half court basketball from morning until we couldn't see the ball in our hands. I even used to breakdance and every party was the opportunity to start a burnout. I used to sweat and enjoy it.
I can remember a sports day in secondary school when I took part in the 100, 200, 400 and 800 and I came home afterwards and catch cramp in my whole body. I couldn't stand up...I couldn't lie down... cramp in my legs, cramp in my belly, cramp in my arms... I had to drink a whole glass of salt water and wait for it to pass.
Fast forward some years later, I graduate from UWI, get married, have a child, building my career and suddenly I become a fat boy.
I even start to think a big belly good for my career. It make me look older and more like a manager because I in charge of people older than me and they resent the fact that a young boy in a more senior position. Working Point Lisas at the time didn't help because after 6 or 7 in the evening all it have is KFC and every day I working late and eating dinner special.
I realise I getting real bad and I need to exercise but is how to start. One day I say I going to treat myself and I buy a real nice mountain bike because as a youth, I used to ride all over the place and I used to enjoy it. Well boy I waste that money because after a short while, bike park up against the side of the house and even start to get rusty. Meanwhile belly getting bigger and my face getting more and more round. I eating late in the night cause my wife cooking big meals and I can't stand the thought of throwing away food... after all people starving in Africa and India. Every now and then I getting a reminder of how bad it getting.
I remember a company sports day where I line up with the other men. I remembering how I used to win race in school so I feeling hopeful that I will smoke them fellas even with a big belly. Well imagine my suprise and embarrasment to pull in dead last. Another clear sign of a spiralling situation was that I constantly had to buy bigger and bigger clothes. At my worst I was at a waist 46 pants with 48 right around the corner. The final straw was bending over to tie my shoelace and having to raise back up because I get out of breath and I was only 30 years old.
Nah boy, something had to be done but what to do...
Then one day my saviour say to me that he pay for a session for me in a spin class and I better don't make him waste his money. He start to talk about how nice this spinning thing is and how I will enjoy it. I reluctantly agree and I went to the gym in Gulf City not knowing what to expect. They show me how to set up the bike and I start. Well boy that first class was pressure and I feel to done after about 10 minutes. I riding out of time and I feeling like I cannot continue this thing. I want to come off the bike and walk out. The only reason I finish the class is male ego because it have a woman with gray hair and if she eh stopping, I eh stopping. The next few days my legs hurting like mad. Pressure to walk up stairs, pressure to walk down stairs.
Anyway, I decide to go back because, other than the pain, the class was nice. Besides, the pain pass after about 3 days so I sign up again for the next class. That went a little better and I decide I will go at least once a week. After the first month, I feeling more fit and being an ambitious guy, I say I going twice a week. One month later I was going three times a week and I was feeling really good about myself.
I start to weigh myself everyday and I was losing 2 to 3lbs every week. I make up a diet I call my cucumber diet. I started to eat cucumber instead of rice and I eating any amount of cucumber and lettuce and plenty meat. I was eating a half a chicken at times but I cut out the carbs. No more macaroni pie, no more huge butter bread sandwiches, no more pot spoons of rice ...even pelau cut out.
I began my research into supplements and I bought every weight loss supplement I saw on TV. I would go into the drugstore and ask them to show me each bottle so I could read about it. I went on the internet and read all the reviews. Eventually I was bringing in the supplements myself because the drugstores did not have what I wanted.
Between the spin classes, the diet and the supplements, I lost about 42 lbs and I am now at waist 34 pants and size smedium shirts. My endurance is amazing and my abdominals are somewher around a four pack and looking better every week.
My life has changed forever and I cannot and will not stop spinning.
I am not exactly sure when I became lazy because I was very active in sports when I was going to school. I remember playing small goal in the street for hours. We played half court basketball from morning until we couldn't see the ball in our hands. I even used to breakdance and every party was the opportunity to start a burnout. I used to sweat and enjoy it.
I can remember a sports day in secondary school when I took part in the 100, 200, 400 and 800 and I came home afterwards and catch cramp in my whole body. I couldn't stand up...I couldn't lie down... cramp in my legs, cramp in my belly, cramp in my arms... I had to drink a whole glass of salt water and wait for it to pass.
Fast forward some years later, I graduate from UWI, get married, have a child, building my career and suddenly I become a fat boy.
I even start to think a big belly good for my career. It make me look older and more like a manager because I in charge of people older than me and they resent the fact that a young boy in a more senior position. Working Point Lisas at the time didn't help because after 6 or 7 in the evening all it have is KFC and every day I working late and eating dinner special.
I realise I getting real bad and I need to exercise but is how to start. One day I say I going to treat myself and I buy a real nice mountain bike because as a youth, I used to ride all over the place and I used to enjoy it. Well boy I waste that money because after a short while, bike park up against the side of the house and even start to get rusty. Meanwhile belly getting bigger and my face getting more and more round. I eating late in the night cause my wife cooking big meals and I can't stand the thought of throwing away food... after all people starving in Africa and India. Every now and then I getting a reminder of how bad it getting.
I remember a company sports day where I line up with the other men. I remembering how I used to win race in school so I feeling hopeful that I will smoke them fellas even with a big belly. Well imagine my suprise and embarrasment to pull in dead last. Another clear sign of a spiralling situation was that I constantly had to buy bigger and bigger clothes. At my worst I was at a waist 46 pants with 48 right around the corner. The final straw was bending over to tie my shoelace and having to raise back up because I get out of breath and I was only 30 years old.
Nah boy, something had to be done but what to do...
Then one day my saviour say to me that he pay for a session for me in a spin class and I better don't make him waste his money. He start to talk about how nice this spinning thing is and how I will enjoy it. I reluctantly agree and I went to the gym in Gulf City not knowing what to expect. They show me how to set up the bike and I start. Well boy that first class was pressure and I feel to done after about 10 minutes. I riding out of time and I feeling like I cannot continue this thing. I want to come off the bike and walk out. The only reason I finish the class is male ego because it have a woman with gray hair and if she eh stopping, I eh stopping. The next few days my legs hurting like mad. Pressure to walk up stairs, pressure to walk down stairs.
Anyway, I decide to go back because, other than the pain, the class was nice. Besides, the pain pass after about 3 days so I sign up again for the next class. That went a little better and I decide I will go at least once a week. After the first month, I feeling more fit and being an ambitious guy, I say I going twice a week. One month later I was going three times a week and I was feeling really good about myself.
I start to weigh myself everyday and I was losing 2 to 3lbs every week. I make up a diet I call my cucumber diet. I started to eat cucumber instead of rice and I eating any amount of cucumber and lettuce and plenty meat. I was eating a half a chicken at times but I cut out the carbs. No more macaroni pie, no more huge butter bread sandwiches, no more pot spoons of rice ...even pelau cut out.
I began my research into supplements and I bought every weight loss supplement I saw on TV. I would go into the drugstore and ask them to show me each bottle so I could read about it. I went on the internet and read all the reviews. Eventually I was bringing in the supplements myself because the drugstores did not have what I wanted.
Between the spin classes, the diet and the supplements, I lost about 42 lbs and I am now at waist 34 pants and size smedium shirts. My endurance is amazing and my abdominals are somewher around a four pack and looking better every week.
My life has changed forever and I cannot and will not stop spinning.
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