Carbs.
Iโve been plying my body with as much food as I can stomach every single day for the last 7 weeks. It ainโt exciting, it ainโt glamorous, but fuck me, it works.
Iโve recently discovered just how well my body responds to carbs. I try to avoid demonising certain foods or food groups (I often cook with butter, I prefer flavourful cuts of meat to leaner ones), but sometimes the urge to always view a portion of stodgy, coma-inducing carbs as โbadโ can be hard to shake.
Iโd argue a more nuanced approach would be to accept there is a time and a place for everything. For my body, a carb influx works wonders before a workout. Case in point: the pump you see above was fuelled by a giant red velvet cupcake about 30 mins before hitting the gym.
With my daily carb consumption now in the region of 600 grams, I can honestly say Iโve never felt better pumps in my life. I actually feel my excitement building throughout the workout, thinking about going back to the locker room to strip off and check out what new veins and/or bulges have suddenly appeared.
Iโm aiming big, guys. Whoโs ready for the next 39 lbs?
