Listening to Your Body, Not a Magazine
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on 2/20/2009
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w8tlift3rb0y | filed in:
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Everyone in the gym has, at one point or another, picked up an exercise or fitness-related magazine promoting antastic physiques, low body fat numbers and exponentially increased sex appeals through 'expert'-designed workouts and advertisements for products that fitness models, strongmen and bodybuilders use for their 'real' results. Reality Bites...harder than the movie itself does to a freshman college student's ego realizing their 'neo-noun' lifestyle is neither original or what they imagined it to be. For anyone who's actually gotten involved an actual inner-circle of lifters and trainers, they know the magazines, like Hollywood, are for show and tell to make money off of noobs. That's why I tell people I train and train with: "Listen to your body. Not a magazine."
Now, some people may be protesting this, challenging, "What about Men's Health magazine? What about Fitness Rx? What about FLEX? Aren't they decent productions of exercise science information and research?" Sure, but two out of three. Men's Health and Fitness Rx have already established themselves in the fitness community as legitimate for the average consumer and exercise junkie. However, FLEX Magazine's current editor, admittedly takes steroids supplementing his diet and exericse regime. Not to say that I give a crap that a guy who's older than 25 years of age (25 being the cookie-cutter age for the male biochemistry to process anabolic steroids without too many side effects) is sticking himself in the glutemus maximus after a hellish workout. That's his choice to break laws the government set up. Not mine. Going back to magazines and lies, the workouts in magazines like FLEX and Muscular Development may work for a lifter full of GH or Dianabol, but not for a Fitster who bench presses their body weight, squats with a 14 lb medicine ball and runs half a mile a day.
No one can dispute this fact...you know your body better than I do. Well, maybe not as in depth as a doctor, but definitely in the categories of time it takes to break a sweat, what foods your body processes and how much sleep you need. You don't need Hydroxycut, or Lipozene, or any pill who's chemical name spells out more bullcrap than what comes out of Ronnie Coleman's mouth during a workout. "Ain't nothin' but a peanut?" Okay, tell me that when you can't produce testocerone anymore and you have gynoplastia poking through your pectoral muscles.
Listen to your body, not a magazine.
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