A lesson in patience. Growing up I used to help my daddio with his other job of custom decks/fences, my brother and he would build and I would clean up and seal them. Last weekend was just such, cleaning up and sealing. Hubby shows such calm as he methodically seals our deck with a sprayer, I on the other hand, hand paint for what is to total 15 hours over the course of three days. It's like a bad scene in Karate Kid...... This is all good for Hubby's mind to remove him from the angst of dieting along with a marathon of Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives wtf I'm starving and I'm not dieting (He becomes obsessed with the food network at this point up till show time.....I should start gaining weight any day now)!
7 weeks means adding another day of training.....and just one more to go before posing begins and the late nights run into one another. Staying focused within the workouts starts to get tough for both of us - I get more excited as the show approaches as he can think of nothing but the muscle contraction within each rep and how it will transpire to the stage. Bill's diet has seen another calorie cut, although minor but important, instead of an ounce of 2% cheese in his morning egg whites, he gets 1/2 ounce and his pure protein bars have been cut in half.....literally!
Keep up the positive thoughts for Bill, this is where the separation between wanting to be number one and training to be number one reigns.
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