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Competitive powerlifter.
AAPF Junior 52kg National Records holder.

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I blog about my life, my training, and the clothes I wear in attempts to be fashionable. Mostly personal posts and selfies.

I want to be strong.
Age: 23 Height: 5'1 Weight: 110 lbs

Gym PRs:
Squat: 185 lb
Bench: 115 lb
Deadlift: 225 lb

Meet PRs:
Squat: 159 lb
Bench: 93 lb
Deadlift 231 lb

Got complimented on my hair on two separate occasions today. Casually trying not to let my ego get too big before bed. Yknow.

I learned that stabbing myself in the thigh with my nails while getting my knees wrapped makes the wrapping process less painful. In a way.

Oh and I find that small window of hatred of mankind in me and put my death glare on when I waddle to the bar so I don’t think of the loss of blood circulating through my feet.

That works too.

But the best part is when I’m done I take off the knee wraps with exaggeration flailing my legs one at a time like bitch please.

I hate when you’re pooping and you push and push and when you’re done your tampon is like halfway out. Once it fell all the way and plopped in the toilet bowl.

And it’s worse when it’s a new tampon and you’re like fuck, I’ll probably have to buy a whole nother box now, way a waste it’s probably contaminated I ain’t pushing that shit back in.

It is currently pouring rain and hailing outside.


I’m supposed to leave to go babysitting in fifteen.

The hail tho.

The fuck

All easy and solid. Even my second bench attempt was ridiculously easier than I thought it would be.

Clay and I agreed we would go about 80% for the meet since still can’t deadlift without SI pain.


Two weeks out since yesterday.

iron-inside:

A timely article regarding something that’s been on my mind lately.

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All the bacon l. Half caramel half maple. Made on the spot. New found glory hole. Next time I’ll venture on different creations.

Did this high bar. Had 100x5 (last 3 reps as shown) then 110x3x3. A simple light day focusing on my upper back. If I wasn’t tight, that shit wobbled.

I’ve also been relearning German on a silly app so there’s that

In order to be on tumblr less I have bought game of thrones on kindle to read, esp at work.


I need a break from the major hive mind.

Nothing like dropping a patient around my age at the ER and the father comes up to me before I leave:

Him: Do you have a boyfriend?
Me: Yeah…
Him. Well if he ever mess up, you know where I’m at. I’ll treat you real well.
Me: (awkward chuckle) k…. (Queue walking away)

…. Shit, I picked them up from home. I do know where you at.

Byeeee.

My fsvoorite breakfast. I’m so sa$Ryn stopped selling cronuts.

I drank mead sangria, whiskey, apple pie moonshine, shorts yosemite pale ale

I ate bbq ribs, pulled pork, pork belly, rib tips, chorizo taco, pork taco, pizza with ham/bacon/mushroom

Pig & Whiskey ‘14 was a success.

Now I just need to sleep so I can go lift heavy tomorrow whoo

radicalmuscle:

cheese3d:

i think i can accurately say that i can crush a man’s head with my thighs

I dig this art

rarestandfairest:

slaughterhouse-ninetwofive:

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ediebrit:

oh my fucking god

huge fucking trigger warning but oh my god

shots. fucking. fired.

Massive tw but ziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinggggg

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