It's my fourth day on Trimax. I bumped it up to 3 caps a day, that's 6 mgs a day. I swear, it's hard to figure the old bod out sometimes. Since Monday, I've been tight as hell on eating and cardio. Do you ever diet so hard that you are just nauseous all the time? It's been steak and eggs and chicken breast, tuna out of the can and whey shakes 24/7.
My workouts have been kick-ass, strength is still ramping and I'm definitely putting on muscle. But since Monday, the scale has just barely budged. I mean, we're talking half a pound.
So yesterday, I'm walking around the supermarket, in total hypo, and I can't even think straight and nothing even looked remotely appetizing. So I grab a frozen carrot cake and some sea salt cashews and I'm out the door. I grab my wife and I said we're checking out the new Thai restaurant in town. It was awesome, but I filled up so fast because my stomach has shrunk quite a bit and I've hardly been eating any carbs. The carbs just filled me up and the gas was volcanic all night long. I know, TMI!
But my whole point of the story is I woke up 2.5 pounds lighter!!! So I'm sure it's the Trimax kicking in finally, and the workout at noon was a sick one. All I did was back and traps, no cardio, but my shirt was soaked. I had to sit there in the locker room and totally recover. I couldn't even down my PWO shake, I almost thought I was going to hurl, too. So thank God a cheat meal sometimes ends up making me leaner and with more fuller muscles. Go figure.
