Woke up feeling misdirected, dirty, and hollowed out.
Rehearsed FCPR Remix and Cliffs of a Dover before learning a verse of Girl's Not Grey on my Fender, before heading out the door with pops to the set of Californication.
It was a nice day out.
I was able to extract more useful information from my Old Man. Always worth a long drive to be in the same car as him.
Talked with Mat and a new girl named Marika for 4 hours, playing ninja, and just talking about random stuff; before breaking for lunch that had delicious food... i.e lasagna, steak, chicken, fish, brownies, ice cream, and salad.
Relocated thereafter to shoot for fifteen minutes and I got to see David Duchovny in person! (Agent Molder from X-Files). Traveled back to the holding area, was dismissed from set. Easy day, easy money around 80 bucks.
It's a good life when you're ''working."
So I've been starting to take working out more seriously, after buying a set of weights, bars, and an actual weight bench off of Craigslist. (The above picture are the barbell weights I had to wash before I set up in my room) I've realized that I've been working out all wrong. I took a picture 3 months ago of myself and compared it with one of today and made an amazing discovery:
There was no difference.
Through considerable research however, I've discovered that you actually can't make clay figures without clay. In other words, my muscles have nothing to grow off of--they need damn protein and all this other technical shit I need to gobble down.
In other words, I've been working out but I haven't been nourishing my body correctly. Damn if I knew that it took more than just working out to make strong meatheads these days. So now I'm looking into protein shakes, some supplements and planning out meals for a high protein diet to work out with.
Interesting, how life is full of hidden complexities.
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