Tuesday, April 10, 2007

The Punisher: Episode I

Main Entry: pun·ish·ment
Pronunciation: 'p&-nish-m&nt
Function: noun
1 : the act of punishing
2 a : suffering, pain, or loss that serves as retribution b : a penalty inflicted on an offender through judicial procedure
3 : severe, rough, or disastrous treatment

I started training for next year's marathons six weeks ago. I have been lifting weights, running like a mad man, and trying my best to swim as much as I can, and to stretch daily. It started as highly motivated self improvement project, but slowly mutated into an obsession.

To be honest, I don't really know what my goals from training are, but I know that if I wanted to put muscles on, I wouldn't be running all that running. And if I wanted to run faster, I wouldn't bother with all that strength training. And if I just wanted to be healthy, I would just take stairs at work every now and then and I will be fine.

In those six weeks, I've seen a lot of improvement on my physical abilities. As I can do twenty pull ups straight and I can run 3 miles in about 18 minutes, or sprint a mile in sub 5 minutes. I tried to climb a rope for the first time, and it wasn't so easy, but I did it. I tried open water swimming, it wasn't easy, but I finished. I've lost an inch of my waist, and I've put an inch on my arms.

All of that sounds like I am in good shape and I am feeling great. Right?


I am not going to lie here, I feel like shit! My upper body is in constant pain, and my legs are always on recovery mode unless I am running. The only time that I am feeling good or no pain, is the time I spend going through the punishment of training. I have become my own punisher.

I hate to be a quitter, and if I go "emo" and quit training because I don't know my goals are, I will be nothing but another quitter. So you know what, I am going to crazy with it. I am going to set a goal of being the best possible shape I can ever be. I am going to transform my self into a Frank Castle. I will* put on nine extra kilograms by December, will* drop my body fat, will* swim a mile, will* bench 225lbs 10 times and I will* run a Marathon in sub 3 hours.

Fuck it! See ya in another six weeks!

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At Tuesday, April 10, 2007 at 11:41:00 AM EDT , Anonymous Loki said...

Like I said - sucker... for punishment!! You ARE one of us...!! :P

At Tuesday, April 10, 2007 at 11:44:00 AM EDT , Blogger The Zoal said...

Us? There is an international punishment association or something?

At Tuesday, April 10, 2007 at 11:45:00 AM EDT , Anonymous Loki said...

LMAO... Yes!!!

Welcome to our ranks, grasshopper...

At Tuesday, April 10, 2007 at 9:48:00 PM EDT , Anonymous Sgt. Hilleman said...

From: the Pain Doctor
To: a Student

Pain is weakness leaving the body….rest is for the week….and only the hungry get fed!

Goals are an important part of training. But more important than having a goal is having a means to measure your progress. Fat kids got goals like bakeries have cakes. Measuring your progress is knowing how much more you need to push to get 225 lbs 10 times and how much time you need to shave off each minute to do 26.5 miles under 3 hours.

You know how to get there. You have been taught the doctrine – put it into practice.


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