Carb Cycling

I’ve been sick. Which means listening to my mothers commands to stay away from workouts and calculating macros.

Anyways, i’m better now and i’m ready to slay October. My September goals (I never posted them) was to lose half a kg and half an inch on my lower belly. Mission accomplished. Now what? Carb cycling. That’s my current mission. Carb cycling is brilliant for fat loss and muscle gain. That sounds like a killer combination to me.

Here’s carb cycling in a nut shell:

In  a week you will have high-carb days, medium-carb days and low-carb days. Typically when you train legs or other big muscles you go high-carb. When you train a moderate sized muscle group you go low carb and when you don’t train anything, just train arms or are just doing cardio you go low-carb. Since your macros need to be balanced, when you go high-carb, naturally you will go low fat so your macro ratio is balanced. When you go low carb your fats get increased. You get where i’m going with this, I hope? Also your calories will remain the same. Ah, I hope i’ve covered the basics to this.

Here’s how you find what your macros would look like for the different days:

  • High carb days: 2-2.5g carbs per pound of body weight. 1g of protein per pound and 0-0.15g fat per pound
  • Moderate-carb days: 1.5g carbs per pound, 1-1.2g protein per pound, .2g fat per pound
  • Low-carb days: .5g carbs per pound, 1.5g protein per pound, .35g fat per pound

I’ll be going low-carb 4 times a week (some carb cycles offer no-carb days but i’m not that desperate to look, um, chiseled), high-carb once a week and moderate-carb twice week.

Let’s see how this goes :)



Here’s Why The Weighing Scale Is Crap

Let’s face the facts: It’s been 2 weeks since I last wrote. Okay we didn’t have to face the facts, it was just one fact. I’m not going to make the age-old excuse of being busy with school, ’cause it wasn’t that. For 2 weeks I had nothing to write about. With this blog I hate forcing myself to get inspired to write (I like to believe that whatever is forced turns out wrong) so I waited and waiting for something inspiring to happen.

So, did something inspiring happen? No. So what’s this blogpost about? Well, it’s about how stupid I was being for 2 weeks.
Let me elaborate on that. Ever since I started weighing myself, I became obsessed with numbers (that’s not something you’ll hear from a fellow math-hater). I would weigh myself every morning and if I saw a number I didn’t favour, I would eat less that day. I was doing this for a week when finally I realised that If I continued with this behaviour I would develop an eating disorder. Scary.

We have all heard that the weighing scale is not a good way to measure progress and I second that. In other news; I did 60 minutes of HIIT yesterday. I was very proud of myself because I despise all forms of cardio.

Have a good weekend




Hey guys :) 

Today is Leg Day. I usually write down my workout in the morning and then complete the workout sometime later in the day. Today while I was writing down my leg day routine I decided to try squatting 15kg. Usually I squat with my 5kg barbell or my 5kg dumbbells but today I wanted to break the limit. For ages I would tell myself: I can’t squat 15kg. I can’t even get the barbell on my shoulders!

So I got up and picked up the barbell. I tried getting the barbell on to my shoulders but kept failing. Did I give up though? No. Never give up. Never back down. Always stay hungry for more. I tried one last time and succeeded. I know, here I am talking about my struggles with a 15kg barbell. Doesn’t sound like much. But for me, the second the barbell rested on my shoulders I felt proud. I can squat so much more but the challenging part is getting the weight on my shoulders without any assistance (I’ve don’t like getting help. I should probably work on that) 

Being limitless means nothing can stop you. Nothing can hold you down. 

This post was specially for my good friend Isaac ^_^ 

Have a lovely weekend



Till ‘Failure’

Hey guys :) 

I have been following Muscle and Fitness on FaceBook and I came across a workout method that i’ll be incorporating into my routine. Working till ‘failure’. For example I my workout plan tells me to do 10 bicep curls, but what if I can still manage 5 more reps? Why wouldn’t I push my limits, right? I feel foolish for lounging in my comfort zone during some of my workouts.

Oh well, time to make some gains.

On another note, I was COMPLETELY off my macros this week. This week was filled with self-doubt and anxiety. Your obstacles are only as big as you make them, and i’ve made my obstacles the size of boulders even Hercules can’t move. But i’ve recovered from it. I’ve made my boulder-sized obstacles into pebbles. I didn’t just snap my fingers and solve the problem though. I sat down and wrote all the things I was feeling. I kept writing till I felt better. Eventually I wrote the truth: for the past 4 months I have been stuck in this harmful cycle. In a week for the first 3 days I will be smashing my workouts and nutrition goals. Then in the middle of the week I feel anxious about something or the other and go completely off track. I start to binge which leads to the self-hate. Then on Sunday I vow that the next week will be different. 
Writing this down was an eye-opener for me. I’m not going to stop smashing workouts after the first 3 days. I’m going to keep smashing them till i’ve quenched my thirst. 

It feels like a breath of fresh air to come out of the rut I was in. To finally accept what i’ve been doing and move on from it. 



Let’s Be Happy

Sometimes we lose sight of the things that make us happy. I do quite regularly, so it’s time to remind myself. 

You know what makes me happy?

Hitting my macros.

Putting my headphones on and just forgetting the world.



I haven’t come close to hitting my macros for 3 days (I’m human and i’m still figuring this diet out) but when I do hit my macros, the way my body reacts to it is beautiful. With just 4 days of getting the ‘diet’ perfect I have lost a kg. So imagine what I can accomplish with hitting my macros for a month straight? We’ll see. The point of this post is to remind you to always keep in touch with the things that make you happy. Whatever it may be. 

Smile for me?



(This picture has nothing to with the post but It makes me giggle cause it’s true) 

Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger.

I am all about going forward.

Go hard or go home. 

Progress over perfection. 

Today was Leg Day. Today was also the day I got a new personal record for dead-lifts. I can now dead-lift 35kg. 

Never give up, never back down and don’t stop believing. These quotes are clichés, I know, but they’re clichés for a reason. Once you start believing in yourself you can accomplish anything and everything. The human body is capable of mind-blowing things, it’s just the mind that is vulnerable to societies poisonous words. But I have an elixir to that poison: let your inner beast out.


Keep the beasting coming. 



Let’s Have A Random Post.

It’s raining outside. I am ready to go into a semi-comatose state, but first let’s talk about some exciting changes. I have made my workout split more challenging by adding more muscle groups to be worked per day and making sure each set of muscles only get 2-3 days of rest before it’s worked again. 

Monday: chest/shoulders/triceps

Tuesday: Quads/hamstrings/calves/abs 

Wednesday: Back/Biceps

Thursday: Rest day

Friday: Chest/Shoulders/Triceps


Sunday: Back/biceps

I am tired of saying I’m going to do HIIT cause I never do. Now i’ve come to a point where i’m not going to force myself to do it. I am getting to where I want to be physically and mentally with IIFYM and lifting so I don’t find the need to force myself to do intense intervals. But I must admit sometimes I feel like ‘punishing’ myself (okay, it’s actually rewarding) with cardio. Very rarely though, mind you. 

My new macro split has me eating less carbs (just 30g less, I still gorge on pasta and ice-cream) and less protein (What I was doing before could have damaged my kidneys. My bad) 


On an other note, I found this on Instagram. 

Today my intake was: food

My weight: doesn’t define me

My target weight: doesn’t exist

My bones: are under my skin.. I don’t care if they can/can’t be seen

I have: body fat. I need body fat to live.

I deserve: to eat.

I am sitting at 52kg right now and I am okay with it. I am okay with not being size zero, okay with not being below 50kg and I am okay with my appearance, including every single flaw. At the end of the day I am healthy so why the hell shouldn’t I be happy? (This was not found on Instagram, by the way)