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I eat 3,500,000 calories per day!
There is an unwritten rule in fitness and nutrition circles that states nothing is allowed to be simple or commonsensical. Take for example the humble calorie, a simple unit of measure that has come to mean one thing to physicists and lab coats, and something else entirely to the rest of humanity. Let’s set the record straight, shall we?
Anyone Get the License Plate?
I crushed another workout today -I wasn’t fully recovered from the last one. My freakin’ quads were KILLING me, and my arms felt like they were on fire. And the worst part is, I’m not even really lifting. I’m doing little piss-ant total body “warmup” workouts to get my joints used to the sensations again. Funny how three sets of lunges can leave me unable to climb a flight of stairs.
I know, I’m not supposed to say things like that. I’m supposed to tell you how easy it is to get back in the swing of regular workouts after a layoff, and how all you have to do is get off your ass and do it, as the Nike ads say.
Well forget that. I feel like I’ve been hit by an armored truck.
And I tell you that because I know -without a shadow of doubt- that the pain will pass, and within a few weeks, I will actually crave this soreness. I promised not to blow sunshine up your ass about what it takes to get jacked up and ripped, and I intend to stick to that promise. So yes -for the record- the first couple of weeks back in the gym are screaming, miserable, excruciating, epic freaking torture. And if you can’t slog through it to the promised land beyond, then you’re just not serious about getting fit.
Now, if you’ll pardon me, I’m gonna go curl up in the corner and moan for a while.
Once More Unto the Breech!
My long battle with procrastination is over at last. I’ve been sitting here for ten minutes trying to put my renewed enthusiasm for self-actualization into words, but I can’t think of any that don’t sound ridiculously cliche. The fact is I’ve let another year and three quarters slip through my fingers instead of simply reaching out my hand and taking that which I know perfectly well is within my grasp.
Yesterday, I paid my home gym a visit. Or, I should say, it paid me a visit -and kicked my ass. I’m not surprised by my weakness and lethargy. Nor am I surprised by the excruciating soreness I now feel, having beat myself to smithereens with a workout designed for a 6-year old. It never ceases to amaze me how out of shape I can get in such a short time. Nor does it surprise me, any longer, how quickly I bounce back. While I feel like slightly warmed-over death today, I know that in very short order, I will be back to crushing it, reveling in the Cromtastic abandon that is intense resistance training.
Humble beginnings.
Congrats! You Found Waldo!
As a vegetarian, I am keenly aware of the enthusiasm and veracity with which some people will pounce on every infraction in my dietary routine. It seems whenever you purport to live a certain way or advocate a certain discipline, you earn the scrutiny of doubters and haters, hell-bent on proving what a raging, monumental hypocrite you are if you don’t practice your own preaching to the letter. Rather than find the positive in the two tons of good you bring to an issue, they train their petty, vindictive spotlight on the two ounces of bad.
Michelle Obama got a taste of that this week when she singlehandedly dynamited all her childhood obesity advocacy efforts and scuttled her credibility by eating a hamburger. Within seconds, the Twittersphere and FAUX News was aflame with cries of “HYPOCRITE!”
For the record, Michelle Obama never put herself forward as Mother Theresa. In bringing attention to the growing national epidemic that is childhood obesity, she hasn’t placed herself on some lofty judgmental perch. In telling people to eat more vegetables, she hasn’t taken a vow of chastity with her own diet. Yet, in an amusing display of self-delusion, Michelle Obama’s critics have bestowed all of these assumptions upon her, and are lining up to claim their Pulitzer Prizes for having the journalistic fortitude and perseverance to find the proverbial mote in her eye.
These people need to get lives.
For the record, occasional indulgence is a healthy thing. Michelle Obama gets that; and even with the occasional indulgence, she still makes healthier choices than 99.9999% of the knuckle-dragging mouth-breathers who think this discredits her in the slightest. So, while they celebrate surviving their heroic leap from the basement window, let’s remind the First Lady’s critics that they cannot simultaneously put her on a pedestal, and then whine about the undeserved sainthood “The Media” bestows upon her and her husband.
Personally, I hope she has a cheeseburger and French fries on her husband’s second inauguration and a big vat of Ben & Jerry’s on her first. That’ll really set them off.
Cardboard? No. Denial? Yes!
One of my friends recently sent me an article criticizing Yoplait for the thoughtless nature of their advertising. The ad in question depicted a woman, standing at the refrigerator agonizing over how to fit a slice of raspberry cheesecake into her diet. While she stands there (letting all the cold air out of the fridge), another woman walks up and calmly helps herself to a “guilt-free” raspberry cheesecake-flavored Yoplait yogurt.
Certain advocacy groups felt that the ad encouraged eating disorders, because it depicts a person so obsessed with being thin that she can’t see cheesecake without thinking of how many hours she’ll have to spend jogging in place, or how much she’ll have to deprive herself later, compensating for her indulgence. I must admit that hadn’t occurred to me, but they made so much of a stink about it that Yoplait capitulated and pulled the ad from the airwaves. Frankly, if that is what it takes to get idiotic ads removed from TV, they should just shut down all “diet” food ads on principle.
However, my objection to this and other “diet” food ads is much less specific than the eating disorder subtext they all seem to espouse. Namely: the idea that all healthy food options are bland, unpleasant, and just plain gross. I don’t know about you, but I’m sick and tired of American food companies beating that drum. By repeating this asinine mantra ad nauseam, they’ve convinced themselves (and a huge swath of American consumers) that if something isn’t indulgent, people won’t want it. People love junk food, so the best way to get them to make healthier choices is to mask them as junk food. And the punch line: they’re no healthier than the crap they purport to imitate.
All I could think, watching this stupendously boneheaded ad was, “If you’re the kind of person who would eat a processed yogurt-like substance made from antibiotic-laced dairy, pumped full of artificial flavors, colors, preservatives and synthetic sweetener, calories are the least of your problems.”
The bottom line is this: if you can’t learn to crave fresh fruit, whole grains, and clean, unprocessed foods the way you crave garbage, then you are not serious about eating healthy. If you can’t appreciate the crunch of fresh vegetables and the quenching refreshment of clean water for their own sake, then you’re acting like an infant. And if you need a crutch, like cheesecake-flavored yogurt to stay on the “straight and narrow”, then you have unaddressed self-control issues.
Is there something wrong with mixing fresh raspberries and granola into plain, organic yogurt? There’s just as much fiber in an apple and a banana as there is in a single Fiber One breakfast candy bar. Do we really need chocolate chips and shellac to make it palatable?
To those who think it takes an extraordinary feat of willpower to resist junk food, I call B.S. They could make antifreeze and drain cleaner taste like raspberry cheesecake or Boston Cream Pie, but I promise you, I won’t need a lick of willpower to abstain from drinking it. Some things should should just be obvious.
Building Muscle 101 – Part Two: Sending the Message
In part one of this series, I explained that the human body has a grudge against muscle mass, and that building more of it than your daily activities require is a constant, uphill struggle, wherein you spend the majority of your time trying to convince your body to do what it prefers not to. I call this “sending the message”, because in truth, that’s all bodybuilding is -an ongoing conversation with your body, where every action is designed to signal the release of anabolic hormones. I also touched on the most effective ways to send that message -overload the muscles, eat to support mass gains, and provide ample rest. Here, and in the next two installments, I’m going to explore each of those activities in greater detail. Continue reading
Building Muscle 101 – Part One: No Secrets
I have been asked literally hundreds of times by skinny guys and self-proclaimed “hardgainers” what my “secret” is when it comes to packing on the pounds. I must confess that I find that extremely flattering, considering there are plenty of guys out there ten thousand times bigger than me. But I’m not going to self-deprecate here; I believe I have as much of a right to give advice as anyone, because I’ve learned quite a few things first-hand while packing 40 pounds of muscle onto my own toothpick frame, and I know that these guys find it easier to identify with me than the mass monster at their local gym. I commend them for that -seeking advice and picking appropriate role models is a skill I was never very good at. I guess I’ll always be a little pissed off that I’ll never be Marcus Rhul, but I think I’m in good company there.
Let’s start with the fact that there are no “secrets” when it comes to building muscle. If that’s not what you were expecting to hear from me, then perhaps it’s best we just get it over with and rip that bandage off right up front. I’m going to do my best not to blow smoke up your ass about having some elusive “secret” that has only been privy to Navy Seals and MMA elites. Frankly, that kind of marketing hype pisses me off, and just makes the people touting it sound like con artists.
Pretty much everything we know today, and everything the glossy magazine ads call a “breakthrough” in bodybuilding science, derives from the same two fundamental principles -two inescapable truths about the human body that you must come to terms with if you are to have any success at all in forcing yours to grow more muscle. To anyone with a high school understanding of human anatomy, they are not secrets, and they are as follows:
- All muscle growth is controlled by anabolic hormones.
- The human body doesn’t increase anabolic hormone production without a very good reason.
You can wrack your brain for months trying to dissect all the staples of bodybuilding -how much weight to lift, how often to lift it, how to inflict the right amount of micro-trauma, how to maximize recuperation, how much protein to consume, what kind, what supplements to take, how much water to drink, etc- but every single one of those questions (in fact, every single thing you do in bodybuilding) is rooted in, and serves to satisfy these two inescapable truths. At the end of the day, it’s all about the hormones. The hormones are in charge.
Now this may sound extraordinarily patronizing, but I point it out because when people ask “what’s your secret”, what they’re really asking is “How do I get the most effective hormonal response from the smallest possible stimulus?” They may not even know these are the two controls they are trying to affect, and they may not articulate it that way when asked, but in the long run, every quest for the ideal combination of diet, strength training, and rest is an attempt to get the most #1 for the least #2.
So, while I want you to be skeptical of anyone who claims to have discovered the “secret” of packing on the pounds, I also don’t want you to instantly assume they’re full of it. What they mean -and have every right to be proud of- is that they discovered what works for them. Like it or not, there are hard, quantifiable reasons why some people can eat two crappy meals a day and explode with lean mass, while others have to cram food down their throats ’round the clock just to gain two pounds a month. And while all the multitudinous variations between individuals certainly make finding common ground difficult, it is not a complete waste of time. There are certain fundamentals that apply equally to everyone; they just don’t sound very sexy, and (at the risk of sounding like a broken record) they are far from “secrets”.
When I speak of our bodies needing a “very good reason” to increase anabolic hormone production, that’s not hyperbole. Muscle is very expensive stuff, metabolically speaking. It requires complex blood supply and nervous system support, and it burns energy our bodies would rather store for times of famine. Thanks to our overly frugal evolutionary hard-wiring, our bodies are content to provide and sustain exactly as much muscle as is needed to carry our sustenance from the grocery store to our mouths and not one ounce more. So if you want to get all swole and jacked up with all kinds of aesthetically cool muscle mass and definition, you’re going to have to convince your tightwad hormonal axis to cough up the goods.
Sweet! So how do I do it?
Since the very first homo sapiens stood upright, the most compelling reason our bodies have ever accepted for increasing muscle size and strength is neurological and muscular overload. Put another way: asking more from your muscles and nervous system than they are presently capable of. Pretty simple really. If you repeatedly ask your body to perform what it cannot, over time, it will adapt itself to the task. And all that adaptation is driven by hormones. Fortunately, it takes a lot less neurological and muscular overload than you might think to get those hormones dancing.
And the good news is that while our hormonal accountants are relative tightwads when it comes to coughing up the stimulus, they also have a tendency to overreact and overcompensate when they finally get the message. It is not uncommon for guys to reap HUGE immediate growth results when they first start working out seriously -a phenomenon known amongst the ranks as “beginner’s gains”. But the real trick is to keep those hormonal accountants overcompensating once they start.
[box style="warning"]Patience, Grasshopper.
Progressively overloading a muscle through strength training is the most effective way to stimulate a compensatory response. You break down the muscle so that the body is forced to build it back bigger and stronger. Most inexperienced lifters seize upon this basic physiological principle, and set about beating their muscles to oblivion with hundreds of reps of isolation exercises, thinking that if a little damage provokes a noticable compensatory response, a LOT of damage must trigger the inner Hulk. But not so fast. Like any group of workers driven too hard, your body does have limits. Demand too much of your hormonal and neurological workforce and it will happily go on strike -a condition we call “overtraining”.[/box]
PSSST! There’s more to it than “working out”
While the most effective stimulus to kick-starting the hormonal signal to build muscle is progressive overload through strength training, you won’t reap the maximum benefits of that stimulus (or the resulting hormonal activity) if you don’t support it outside the gym, too. This is where most strength training noobs totally miss the boat. When I tell someone they aren’t paying enough attention to their diet when training for mass, they immediately jump to nitpicking about their protein intake, or the supplements they take, or some other minutia, when the real oversight is much, much more fundamental and insidious. Eating -itself- has its very own effect on anabolic hormones. I’m talking about the basics here: How much you eat at each sitting, how often you eat, the time of day you eat specific macronutrients -ALL of these have powerful anabolic repercussions. It is no exaggeration to say that you can bust your butt in the gym and take all the latest and greatest supplements, but you if you aren’t eating like a polar bear in a daycare center, you are basically running a marathon with a piano tied to your waist.
Finally, the most overlooked anabolic trigger is also the easiest to supply, and therefor the easiest to take for granted: sleep. Among the myriad physiological benefits that sleep provides, perhaps none is more profound or welcome than the regular (and completely automatic) regeneration of muscle proteins. This is one of those things we can safely call universal; the vast majority of all the muscle ever built was assembled while we were counting sheep. No one ever grew an ounce of muscle in the gym (unless they were sleeping there); they grew it at home, under the covers, when all their other metabolic functions (digestion, respiration, cardiac activity, etc.) were relaxed, and all those hormones could go to work.
With all these things considered, I’ll leave you with another fundamental truth about bodybuilding:
while the reasons you provide today are good enough to get your body releasing anabolic hormones, those reasons won’t suffice for long.
With a specific increase in strength comes a specific -and finite- increase in lean mass. So if you’re not constantly increasing the intensity of your workouts (lifting heavier weight, taking shorter breaks between sets, varying your speed, or combinations of all these and more), if you’re not increasing your calories to keep up with the gains, and if you’re short-changing yourself on recovery time (sleep), sooner rather than later, your hormonal accountants will grow complacent, and your growth will “plateau” or “hit the wall”. It takes constant variation, and more persistence and tenacity than most people are capable of to keep the engines of growth humming.
So, to recap:
- All muscle growth is regulated by hormones.
- The human body has a severe grudge against muscle, and won’t build more of it on a whim, so it won’t release those hormones without a LOT of coercion.
- The most effective way to coerce the body into releasing those hormones is to a) break it down through just the right amount of progressive overload, b) feed the hell out of it, and c) give it plenty of sleep.
- Never let your body get used to anything you do in #3.
- None of this is a secret, and
- There is no escaping any of it.
Should Women Bodybuild?
Short answer: Yes! More nuanced, thoughtfully considered answer: HELL yes, please oh please, for the love of god, PLEASE bodybuild!
As long as there are women who are want to be strong, fit, and well-defined, and as long as people deem pronounced musculature to be the province of men exclusively, there will be opinions about whether or not female bodybuilding is attractive. And as long as there are rigid, arbitrary expectations placed on what is and is not feminine, there will be women who shy away from even modest strength training, citing as an excuse their fear of looking too “bulky”.
I could write a whole article addressing the latter misconception (and I may yet); but first, I should probably address the idea that there is only one standard for female “attractiveness”, an archaic mindset based almost entirely upon contemporary preconceptions about how women OUGHT to look.
What is frankly so ingratiating about these preconceptions is that they are driven mostly by the mainstream media -the same media which bends over backwards to sell us a vision of ideal human youth and beauty. What is popular culture, after all, but that which we see on television, in movies, and in print everyday, and subsequently talk about with friends, parrot on FaceBook and Twitter, and emmulate in a trillion blogs the ‘Net over? You could argue that the media are just giving the audience what they want, but to do so naively discounts the media’s power to influence opinion. Entertainers and public figures are not passive entities who merely reflect our aesthetic tastes -far from it.
Judging by the vast and unambiguous volume of material produced by the advertising industry, one could be forgiven for thinking all women should aspire to waiflike, emaciated proportions characterized by stick figure arms, shapely (but never defined) legs, small waists with no abdominal definition whatsoever, and paradoxically large breasts. And why not? Such an ideal sells a lot of beer, cars, magazines, disposable razors, prepared diet foods, and gee… EVERYTHING.
I’m not saying the media shouldn’t be in the business of setting trends or defining beauty. I just find it frankly a little disconcerting that Americans in particular are so loathe to give women license to be more than just Barbie Doll analogues until -and unless- a prominent and likable media figure takes the first step. Would the recent popularity of sporting a little upper arm definition have taken off so virulently among women if Michelle Obama, then a darling of the media, hadn’t confidently held a gun show in her inaugural gown first? Literally within the span of a week, a new term sprouted up in gyms all across America: “Michelle Obama Arms”. Okay ladies, the secret is out. Girls are also born with biceps. We tried to keep it under wraps, but you were bound to find out sooner or later. So yeah, it’s okay to train them now.
How about Corey Everson, or Lenda Murray? Arguably two of the most beautiful and influential women in the history of oh-dear-god-don’t-let-her-get-that-big female bodybuilding, these ladies spent decades trying to convince girls it was empowering, liberating, and yes, very sexy to have sixpack abs and shoulders that don’t need to be accentuated with fake pads. Still, it took another dozen or so years and Jennifer Lopez’s washboard to crack the taboo -but probably only because she never took it to an extreme.
Unfortunately, I don’t think this trend is going to abate anytime soon. The whims of popular opinion are tilting toward acceptance of extreme female fitness as a mainstream pursuit, but it’s taking way too damned long in my opinion. It seems to be the fate of women in Western cultures that developing what Mother Nature gave them will be deemed unacceptable until someone extraordinarily popular and famous does it first, and then only if the promise not to get too carried away with it.
I have no illusions about ever convincing everyone that muscular women are incredibly sexy. Not when so many people have already made up their minds that muscles on a woman are “gross” or “manish”. Clearly it is a matter of taste. I mean, if we allowed that sort of thing, we’d have to let women into all the other manliness clubhouses too, like firefighting and military combat. Oh, wait…
I could sit here and speculate for hours about the unacknowledged homophobia and other insecurities that lead some men to assert that all women who bodybuild are lesbians or look too masculine, but I doubt it would make any difference. About all I can do is point out the extreme sexism inherent in telling a woman she is less of a woman, or making assumptions about her sexual preferences simply because she chooses to develop her anatomy to its maximum potential. All I can do is keep professing my own appreciation for the power, sensuality, and beauty embodied in a well-developed female physique, and hope that sooner rather than later, popular culture will catch up.
And if that ever happens, you’ll never hear me complain that “I was into muscular women before it was cool.”
Dietary Supplements
Log on to any bodybuilding discussion group and spend ten minutes reading the questions from newcomers. I’ll bet you any sum of money someone will ask, “What supps should I take?” before they’ve even determined how many calories they should be taking in per day. Continue reading



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