And on the sixty-third day, Roc broke. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 62
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The first day of the final phase – the aptly named Beast Phase. Build Chest/Tris, a workout I hadn’t done in over six weeks. For chest, I upped my weights by 20 lbs, a significant increase. I upped my tricep weights by 10 lbs, also something of an aggressive move. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 61
And on the sixty-first day, Roc rested.
Huge Beast – Day 60
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Bulk Shoulders. Hard to believe it had been 60 days. Fantastic workout. Fantastic jacuzzi and sauna. Fantastic hot shower. Fantastic. Continue reading
Black Friday Fun
Hmmm, no corporate responsibilities, not on the flight roster. That means … a day off! Whatever would I do? Oh wait, I know, shopping! Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 59
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Life is a mean and ironic mistress. The days I want to sleep in, I cannot. The days I can sleep in, I wake up bright and early anyway. Lovely. Continue reading
Blog Banter 40: Blood Sports
There is no finer spectacle in the universe of EVE Online than the explosive dance of weapon-laden spaceships in combat. The yearly Alliance Tournament is the jewel in EVE Online’s eSports crown and the upcoming New Eden Open should deliver the same gladiatorial entertainment showcase.
Given the scope of the sandbox, what part should eSports play in EVE Online and what other formats could provide internet spaceship entertainment for spectators and participants alike?
Leave it to me to be late to the party. I do like to make an entrance after all. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 58
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Random erections were never fun. Of course it was due to the testosterone stimulator I was taking. Don’t worry, it wasn’t synthetic, dangerous, unhealthy or illegal. No obvious side effects … well, there was the obvious one. The quite obvious one. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 57
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My bicep was sore. I was tired. I had already established within myself that I hated the leg workout the most. We all know the end result of this private conversation within myself, the wanting to stay in bed, the voices telling me I couldn’t, me listening despite inner protests. I made my way to the gym. Sigh. Yay. Continue reading
Roc’s Rule #470
Rudeness is the weak person’s imitation of strength.
ROC'S RAMBLINGS 