I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart (and hard spot in my pants) for Jan. Incredibly sexy man w/that goofy sort of disposition. Is it any wonder this pic made me melt? Who is he? Remember MTV’s – The Grind? He was the host among other things. He does modeling as well but that’s how I discovered him.
I think I might need a bathroom break. *eg*
Folsom weekend started out w/the Bigmuscle party at the Mezzanine on Saturday. Talk about yummy beefy men. It was like the festival of lights but w/flesh instead! The bigger space this year made for a much more enjoyable experience overall. The ex and I went together. Our first event besides dinner since the break up. We got along fine actually.
I kept forgetting to take pictures but I did get a few.
Here is the ex and I.
We ran into our buddy Thor and snapped off a quick shot.
I got a nice surprise running in B & D from Denver. I knew D from my days living in Boulder. His new boyfriend (on the left) was very sweet.
Two of my favorite calendar boys Valtar & Allen. They make a great couple. Nice and handsome.
I had a great time at the party. I did get one small disappointment though. They did some sort of porn star premier for up and coming film. There was one guy who I knew did photos but never knew he was into porn. Anyway, I’ve always thought this guy was incredibly hot. However, seeing at the party tweaked out of his gourd ruined any delusions of naughtiness. The only downer for the whole evening.
I forgot to mention I had lunch w/Roblog. As always, I enjoyed it. I was glad to hear things are slowly improving in his world.
..did I mention the new DVD recorder is working flawlessly?! I bought a no-name brand that didn’t work out of the box. I spent a few extra bucks to upgrade to a Magnavox. I’ve moved all the saved movies off the Tivo finally.
I discovered today SBC didn’t turn off my service as requested. I’m not surprised. Just means I have to call and give them a ‘cussin’ tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll get a thousand excuses.
What else?….Oh, I had a decent workout this morning. Got my lazy carcass out of bed on time and got the gym before work. It ‘felted good!’
I’ve noticed as of late that I seem to get more attention from guys. I know some of you are probably saying “duh Moby!” but it wasn’t always the case. I mean take my friend Bobby. He is a very attractive & muscular man. I’d kill to have a body like his. When we hang out, I often notice guys turn their heads to look at him as we walk by. He, of course, thinks they are stalking him but that’s a whole nother story. (Don’t go there Sally!) My point is that I’ve always thought of myself as above average in looks but never attractive. A big part of it stems from childhood, blah blah bah. But lately, I seem to be turning heads on my own. I have to admit it’s a nice feeling. I’m not so grand as to think I’m flawless but it is nice to be noticed.
I haven’t really gained that much muscle since last year. I think I’m actually a tad smaller. (I stopped working out for a few months right after the breakup.) I’ve leaned out a little but not that much. What has changed that I’m getting more attention now? I don’t know but I sure likes it.
I’d like to think I have more confidence but I’ve had that. I guess it’s not important as long as it continues. hehehe.
On a side note, I will admit I’ve put on some muscle since the old days. I used to be very skinny. My chest was like paper stretched over bone. Don’t believe me? Here is a pic to prove it! (GOD, I can’t believe I’m reposting this pic)
How’s that for scary? I don’t see myself as that person anymore mind you. But compare that pic to my pics now? Big difference huh? (And I don’t mean just the lack of hair.) Anyay, I’ve come a long way since then. I don’t know if I’ll ever be ripped as I like to eat too much. I’m also of the mindset I enjoy the gym but I don’t live for it. And thats ok w/me. I’m comfortable in my skin. I like who I am inside and out. Not many people can say that honestly.
There you have it. Moby’s shallow narcissistic rant for the day. I don’t know about you but I feel better.
I’ve been slacking a lot in the gym lately. I think, in part, due to the lack of eye candy. I know that sounds shallow but seeing all the hot guys pumping iron really inspires me to push myself harder. Switching to Crunch while convenient, the day crowd is lacking to say the least. Switching again would be stupid as Crunch is literally a block from my house. I’ve been maintaining my current mass so it’s not a total loss. I guess I need to find a better way to motivate myself. When the ex and I were still together, he was there to help push me along. He always had to out do me so I was constantly pushed to get stronger. That’s history obviously.
What’s a fella to do? All my work cronies live too far away to make switching worthwhile. Bobby would be a great choice if he lived in the city instead of Valla-crack (Vallejo). *sigh* I’ve tried looking for a workout partner but most of the fags here workout at Gold’s or 24hour. There is a 24hour fitness just a few blocks up the street from me but it’s laced w/idiot staff that only care about your money. (I was w/24hour when I moved SF. I have first hand knowledge of their ignunce.)
I guess for now I’ll stick to it. I redid my routine in February. Mabye it’s time to switch again.
One of the things I’ve been annoyed w/myself about lately is my gym schedule. I’ve steadily been getting worse and worse. Everything from missing days to only half ass working out while I’m there.
Today, I really pushed myself to get their on time (for me) and to do a complete workout. I had to drop weight on several exercises toward the end but it felt so good to do a complete workout. I left in a great mood for my first day back to work after my short vacation.
I tore my right tricep at the gym today. It is my own fault as I tried too hard after my first day back. The good news is the tear wasn’t too bad but I’m done w/triceps for at least 2 weeks. That pisses me off cause I ‘loves’ my triceps. *g*
I get tickled sometimes when I’m looking in the mirror while working out. Slowly, my inner view of myself is changing to match the outside. A lot of times, I still see myself as the same skinny scrawny guy from back in my 20’s. While doing shoulders today, I got such a kick out of watching my muscles flare while working out. I thought to myself, “I’d fuck me”.
*giggling uncontrollably now*
I just now Freud would have a field day w/that one!
I’m just continuing the rants from Dunner and Jimbo.
I must admit, I dread going to the gym around the first of the year. Every Sam, Tom, Dick, and Harry is in the gym trying to “get back in shape” for the new year. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for getting in shape. Actually, I wish more people did. The sad truth is that most have never set foot in a gym and go about blindly unaware they making life miserable for everyone else. So, I only have just a few more jumble tips to add.
Feel free to dance your butt off to every song playing. Everyone really thinks your cool.
Feel free to sing out loud your greatest hits compilation from your ipod, cd player, etc. Your singing skills (or lack thereof) are always appreciated.
Use curt smartass remarks for anyone trying to prevent you from injuring yourself from using free weights in the most inappropriate manner possible.
And lastly, don’t bother wiping off your gallons of sweat from the benches. After all, only real men sweat and you are a man right?
Ok, was that sarcastic enough? I’m totally gym friendly and I try to respect everyone’s right to be there. However, that also includes remembering that I’m not the only person working out and maybe my actions may affect someone else. Just a thought…
I’ve resigned myself to the fact that this is not my month! I’ve had more drama in one month than all of the previous months this year. For whatever reason, the fates have decided this is my month of trials. I guess its good for my blog because it gives me something to rant about. (G)
I ended up switching gyms today. Not by choice mind you. I’ve been a Gold’s member for just over 4 years (since I moved to SF). So today, I go in like usual and the desk guy tells me my membership is up and I need to renew. I’m thinking no biggie, I’ll just renew and be done w/it. As you can guess, things didn’t go quite so smoothly. Apparently, the City & County has decided not to renew their corporate plan w/Golds. Not that it should affect me as I’m already a current member right? Wrong! Golds wanted to charge me full price for a new yearly membership! Basically, double what I normally pay to renew. Rather than make a big deal about it, I just politely said, “no thanks, I’ll take my business elsewhere.” So then he says, “well unless you renew right now, you will not be able to work out today.” Didn’t matter that my membership actually expired today. At that point, I wanted to say something rather nasty but held my tongue.
I’ll admit, my sarcasm does get the best of me at times. Today was different. I guess I sort of expected it as this has been the month from hell. I’m a big believer in metaphysical energies, chakras, etc and I’ve just drained my “pool” this month. I have had a lot dumped on my plate lately and I’m fed up w/being upset by problems that are out of my control.
So back to the story, I leave the gym and figure, while I’m out, I’ll shop around. Apprehensively, I checked out 24 Hour Fitness. Five minutes in the door I knew it was a no-go. The energy was all wrong and the sales guy was a bumbling idiot who couldn’t answer one single question w/o looking it up. I’ll leave it at that. There is another gym called Crunch just a few blocks from where I work. I guess you could call it a specialty gym. It’s owned by Ballys and it sort of has a reputation for being pricey. I thought “what the hell, it can’t hurt to check.” Immediately in the door, I got a really good feel from the layout and they had most of the equipment I like. They also have a climbing wall, boxing ring, and quite a few amenities I’m not used too. I thought those might be extra but, it was all included. The sales rep. was personable and knowledgeable. She answered every question w/o having to once look it up or ask someone. She wasn’t pushy and never once tried to strongarm me. That goes a long way in my book. The only thing worse than a pushy salesman is a pushy lawyer. *shivers* I’m sure you’ve guessed by now, I joined Crunch. You’d be right. What you haven’t guessed is how well I made out. The sales rep. and I struck up a great conversation and I discovered she is looking into becoming a Paramedic as well. We had a long talk about my work and I gave her some advice on what to do. She ended up bending over backwards to get me a really great rate; even better than the original quote. In the end, I got the membership for a steal! Some might say it was my Karma coming back to me for not being nasty to the Manager at Golds. Who am I to disagree. (G)
I guess the point of all this ramble is simple. The older I get the more I realize, there are times in life when we are faced w/tasks or problems that can be very demoralizing. It is how we respond to these problems that define our character and well being. You can try to control every aspect of your life and go absolutely mad doing it. Or, you can realize that no matter what you do, sometimes shit happens. You just have to brace yourself, roll up your sleeves, and slough thru it. All the while, remembering who you are and what you hope to accomplish.
Ok, I’m done now. I don’t about you but, I feel MUCH better! (big grin)
Being a typical vain fag, I’m a member of several online gay muscle sites. I’ve gotten alot of requests from guys wanting to know what I looked like before I started working out.
Well folks, seeing is believing! The pic below is me circa 1990. This is me before I knew what working out was all about. (It was also me when I HAD hair).
As you can see, I’ve changed quite a bit since then. My goal was never to be huge, just bigger. I didn’t actually start working out in earnest until early 2000. I’ve never been one to work out so I could impress others. I got tired of being so damn skinny a good gust a wind could blow me away. Now don’t get me wrong, I like the attention I get now that I’m bigger. That said, when I started working out for my reasons, I stuck w/it. Its become a part of my life that I can’t go without. I don’t live for the gym but I go often.
On a related note, I got the chance to experiment w/a low impact steroid about a year ago after recovering from a bad case of food poisoning. By low impact I mean a pill version w/limited side-effects. While it did give me a really good pump, I found that my sex drive increased exponentially. And while this may sound like a good thing, let me explain. I’ve always had a strong libido. If you know me, you know I ain’t lyin’. So after about 2 weeks, it got to the point where I could not focus on a single task without thinking about sex. When I could get it, where, from who, how often, etc. After a while, it began to affect my daily routine and my job. I know what your thinking…”I’d kill for that” right? Wrong! When it starts affecting your life on a fundamental level, its time to quit. And quit I did.
Afterwards, I did manage to keep a little of the bulk I had gained but not much. What goes up must come down. The same is true for the body. While I peaked performance on the drug, I went thru a dip after coming off of it. My desire for sex evaporated. For the first time in my life, I knew what it meant to not be in the mood. I also couldn’t muster the same amount of energy to workout. I’d go for days w/o even going to the gym. After about 2 weeks I leveled out to normal again. I can only imagine what the stronger injectable versions would do to you. Yikes!
So the long and short of it is simple. I’m proof positive anyone can workout and improve their appearance. Its no always easy but, if it was everyone would do it.
Thats my story officer and I’m sticking to it!