Fun! Alpha_Dan_Omega said in the IIFYM group:Brand new to this idea, and trying to guess waaay more than I’d like.  Might have to break down and buy a kitchen scale in the near future, or something.  Additionally, aside from the missing out on fresh baked chocolate chip cookies, this wasn’t too bad a day…  could have used more coffee, and I’ve still gotta run to do, but not feeling like a bad day…(via Fitocracy)Fitocracy has helped hundreds of thousands of people reach the next level of fitness. Sign Up free.

Fun! Alpha_Dan_Omega said in the IIFYM group:

Brand new to this idea, and trying to guess waaay more than I’d like. Might have to break down and buy a kitchen scale in the near future, or something. Additionally, aside from the missing out on fresh baked chocolate chip cookies, this wasn’t too bad a day… could have used more coffee, and I’ve still gotta run to do, but not feeling like a bad day…

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Cool! Alpha_Dan_Omega shared his post:Crap, that felt like cheating…. I was just playing with the three big lifts, trying to get back into  movement, and log it to fine out that there’s Gorilla quests with them?  Smurf it all!  for penance I shall repeat the workout tomorrow  without logging a second time, just so the points don’t feel cheated…  crap!(via Fitocracy)Fitocracy has helped hundreds of thousands of people reach the next level of fitness. Sign Up free.

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Crap, that felt like cheating…. I was just playing with the three big lifts, trying to get back into movement, and log it to fine out that there’s Gorilla quests with them? Smurf it all! for penance I shall repeat the workout tomorrow without logging a second time, just so the points don’t feel cheated… crap!

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Fun! Alpha_Dan_Omega said in the FUCK DEPRESSION group:So life’s not playing fair of late, and today’s little hit was the breaking point, I can feel it starting to slip away, the tenuous grasp on sanity and reality is really starting to… slip.Couple of weeks back I was feeling rather overwhelmed by the whole father of three, wife at work full time, trying to juggle kids/school/my courses/and their needs, as well as plug in full time hours (from home or wherever, I thank God daily for a flexible and understanding employer).Then out of the blue, my beautiful wife of eight years (coming up fast here) tells me she stopped at the local health clinic and took a pregnancy test, and guess what?!?  Yeah, ‘nother bundle of joy on the way….  that was the first big hit…Then I plugged in my assignment and got the grade back, pulled a measly 50% mark on it, second big hit, I’m reeling around now, not KO’d but definitely off balance…Then I made it in to the office for an actual work day, and all hell’s breaking loose, technical problems, network problems, and dumbass little power games that I HATE to play or have levelled at me.   I know what I’m doing, so making me redo stuff only to please your ego is NOT helping.  This was Friday, Saturday and again on Monday….  (yeah it’s still happening, but Whatever, it’ll keep happening until the end of the month when they can all bugger off or fire me).  Third hit to a barely balanced mentality…Through-out all this, I managed to pick up a barbell again for a little bit… and actually got in a few good runs of late, they’re happening from 11 to midnight, in the dark, on roads that need speed controls and lighting and whatnot.. but at least it’s running, and not on treadmills that kill my knees….  So I thought I was at least doing ok….  And then the final hit below the belt, (or behind the belt as it were)…The scale at home, which has been reasonably accurate to date, says I’m not much over 255 lbs, I wasn’t losing weight through this, but at least I wasn’t gaining weight…  or so I thought.  Then I get to Grandma’s (my mom’s, their grandma’s) and on a whim, I stepped on the scale..  Apparently it’s time to get a new scale at home, this one here which is deadly accurate shows a net gain in three weeks of about 15 lbs….  up to 279.5 lbs.   How?  Is?  That?  Possible?So, time to restart and remotivate, and apparently stop eating so much damned food?Wish me luck.  Sorry for the long post, but I had to get this out before the pressure broke and I started crying at the kitchen table… again…  depression is brutal, and invasive, and deceptive in that it comes in like a friend, ready to trash your place and leave you holding the bag…(via Fitocracy)Fitocracy has helped hundreds of thousands of people reach the next level of fitness. Sign Up free.

Fun! Alpha_Dan_Omega said in the FUCK DEPRESSION group:

So life’s not playing fair of late, and today’s little hit was the breaking point, I can feel it starting to slip away, the tenuous grasp on sanity and reality is really starting to… slip.

Couple of weeks back I was feeling rather overwhelmed by the whole father of three, wife at work full time, trying to juggle kids/school/my courses/and their needs, as well as plug in full time hours (from home or wherever, I thank God daily for a flexible and understanding employer).

Then out of the blue, my beautiful wife of eight years (coming up fast here) tells me she stopped at the local health clinic and took a pregnancy test, and guess what?!? Yeah, ‘nother bundle of joy on the way…. that was the first big hit…
Then I plugged in my assignment and got the grade back, pulled a measly 50% mark on it, second big hit, I’m reeling around now, not KO’d but definitely off balance…
Then I made it in to the office for an actual work day, and all hell’s breaking loose, technical problems, network problems, and dumbass little power games that I HATE to play or have levelled at me. I know what I’m doing, so making me redo stuff only to please your ego is NOT helping. This was Friday, Saturday and again on Monday…. (yeah it’s still happening, but Whatever, it’ll keep happening until the end of the month when they can all bugger off or fire me). Third hit to a barely balanced mentality…

Through-out all this, I managed to pick up a barbell again for a little bit… and actually got in a few good runs of late, they’re happening from 11 to midnight, in the dark, on roads that need speed controls and lighting and whatnot.. but at least it’s running, and not on treadmills that kill my knees…. So I thought I was at least doing ok….

And then the final hit below the belt, (or behind the belt as it were)…

The scale at home, which has been reasonably accurate to date, says I’m not much over 255 lbs, I wasn’t losing weight through this, but at least I wasn’t gaining weight… or so I thought. Then I get to Grandma’s (my mom’s, their grandma’s) and on a whim, I stepped on the scale.. Apparently it’s time to get a new scale at home, this one here which is deadly accurate shows a net gain in three weeks of about 15 lbs…. up to 279.5 lbs.

How? Is? That? Possible?

So, time to restart and remotivate, and apparently stop eating so much damned food?

Wish me luck. Sorry for the long post, but I had to get this out before the pressure broke and I started crying at the kitchen table… again… depression is brutal, and invasive, and deceptive in that it comes in like a friend, ready to trash your place and leave you holding the bag…

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The reason I’ve not been posting workouts to Fito, or anywhere.  Spring got here, and well, it’s armoring time ladies.  From top to bottom, right to left, the new improvised pel (sword practice) post, cheek plates for new helm, inset panels and the ridge nasal (if I can make it work right) for the spangenhelm, bands and straps laid out for cutting on heavy assed steel (it’s like 14 gauge or so, I never measured it but it’s thicker than the 16 I bought last fall, and heavier in general, but when it’s free scrap  from the manufacturing plant up the road, we don’t ask too many questions. 

Finally the bottom two, the full cut out brow band and straps, usually not formed together as a single piece, but I had enough steel to try something new, and finally, the most awesome little almost three year old I know, who insisted that since I was taking pictures, he should be in one, so here he is.