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    Dear diary,

    Instead of spamming other folks' threads with my nonsensical quips I'm going to post my shit here (can I say "shit"? I mean this IS my blog-journal-thingy, so ... yeah... I'm going to say "shit". Shit shit shit shit).

    Is there a point to this blog/journal/thingy?
    Yes. I am awesome. Also I like to hear myself talk...er .. write. I like to hear myself write.

    Do I have a goal?
    Besides world domination which will never happen because I hate large crowds, not really. I'm the face of my company, so "being the best me I can be is all I need" (feel free to use that slogan in your daily life. Tattooing it onto yourself is highly encouraged.)

    Who AM I?
    I'm Nic McCool. Father of one. Husband of... one.

    Why am I HERE?
    You mean MDA? Or, like, the whole "meaning of life" question? Both have the same answer, I guess. Where else would I be?

    What will this blog/journal/thingy encapsulate?
    I don't think you used the word "encapsulate" correctly, Nic. I don't know, dude. I'll post workouts I guess. Or observations. Or lists of my favorite foods: 1.) Meat. 2.) Leftovers of 1.

    Will anyone read this?
    I will, and I'm someone, dude.

    Anything else to add?
    I once bit the neck off a bottle of beer by accident. BY ACCIDENT is the key part. Who accidentally BITES the neck of a glass bottle?! The remaining 30 minutes of church were very awkward that day.
    I've got of one them journal thingies. One Night At McCool's

  • #2
    I have a feeling I'm going to enjoy reading your journal, especially after the epic awesomeness that is the "Dude, I stink" thread.

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    • #3
      Dear Diary,

      An alarmingly large number of strangers have been winking at me today. Mrs. McCool says it's because I'm wearing a blue shirt that makes my "eyes pop". I'm more certain it's this 8 month old little dude strapped to my chest.

      Which brings me to the main reason I had a kid (well, the second reason. I mean conceiving the kid was a good bit of fun):

      Children make great weights.

      I tend to train a lot with weighted vests, primarily for strongman lifts, but it wasn't until Hawk (the aforementioned baby McCool) was born that I realized kids have multiple uses. Not only do I have an excuse to eat free at Kids Eat Free restaurants, but now I have my own portable 20lb weight. That smiles and pukes, like, all the time.

      You know the story of Milo the Croton right? Legends say the dude carried his own bronze statue to its place at Olympia, and once carried a four-year-old bull on his shoulders before slaughtering, roasting, and devouring it in one day. He was said to have achieved the feat of lifting the bull by starting in childhood, lifting and carrying a newborn calf and repeating the feat daily as it grew to maturity.

      Same goes for children. Once Hawk gets to be 200+lbs (if he takes after me this'll be in the third grade), I'll be the next Milo.

      Also, tax breaks are a plus.


      Today's workout:
      AM
      3 mile walk with Hawk (baby McCool) strapped to my chest.

      PM
      Atlas stone work
      zercher squats
      rope curls
      weighted dips
      horizontal cable curl/extension
      grip work
      I've got of one them journal thingies. One Night At McCool's

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      • #4
        Originally posted by Jaradel View Post
        I have a feeling I'm going to enjoy reading your journal, especially after the epic awesomeness that is the "Dude, I stink" thread.
        I'm glad SOMEONE found pleasure in my stank.
        I've got of one them journal thingies. One Night At McCool's

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        • #5
          I shall subscribe to your nonsense and read it with much delight, maybe while pretending to eat popcorn.
          Originally posted by NicMcCool View Post
          I once bit the neck off a bottle of beer by accident. BY ACCIDENT is the key part. Who accidentally BITES the neck of a glass bottle?! The remaining 30 minutes of church were very awkward that day.
          This reminds me exactly of my first time, except different.
          If I just said LOL, I lied. Do or do not. There is no try.

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          • #6
            Shit (cuz it seems OK to say).
            People too weak to follow their own dreams will always try to discourage others.

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            • #7
              Had a client today hellbent on losing 15 more pounds so she can get to her ideal bodyfat percentage. She looks amazing right now and the only weight left for her to lose is what makes her so beautiful.

              Ladies,

              If you don't embrace your curves I will.
              I've got of one them journal thingies. One Night At McCool's

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              • #8
                Originally posted by NicMcCool View Post
                Had a client today hellbent on losing 15 more pounds so she can get to her ideal bodyfat percentage. She looks amazing right now and the only weight left for her to lose is what makes her so beautiful.

                Ladies,

                If you don't embrace your curves I will.
                That's sad... Women carry more bodyfat for a reason. Obsession with a number - be it inches, pounds, bodyfat % - is just unhealthy.

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                • #9
                  Glad you're starting a journal. Really enjoy your posts!
                  “There is immeasurably more left inside than what comes out in words…”
                  — Fyodor Dostoevsky

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by NicMcCool View Post
                    "I once bit the neck off a bottle of beer by accident. BY ACCIDENT is the key part. Who accidentally BITES the neck of a glass bottle?! The remaining 30 minutes of church were very awkward that day.
                    Um, McCool, I go to a liberal church, but even there I haven't yet lived to see a bottle of beer DURING church, off of which I could bite the neck... would you perhaps elaborate??

                    The closest I can come to a glass-biting situation is this: when I was a kid, my parents kept the four wineglasses they owned on the top shelf of a kitchen cabinet. Being little, and wanting to pour my orange juice into a fancy wine glass (don't remember why), I needed all four limbs to get up there and back down. So, up I climbed, held the rim of the glass between the teeth, and proceeded to climb down again. Pressed too hard with the choppers and ended up breaking the glass side off into the mouth. Mom wasn't pleased, but glad I needed no stitches in the puss, even though I bled a bit.
                    I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                    • #11
                      dear mister nicmccool

                      although this is a diary i can't help but think i should read it as well, since you're terrible at hiding it and stuff

                      sincerely,
                      your diary reading reader
                      beautiful
                      yeah you are

                      Baby if you time travel back far enough you can avoid that work because the dust won't be there. You're too pretty to be working that hard.
                      lol

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                      • #12
                        I'll tag along, you seem like decent people. Consider yourself stalked.
                        Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                        • #13
                          The Force is telling me of a brewing epicness here....
                          "Go For Broke"
                          Fat Kine-230/24% @ 6'2"
                          Small Kine-168/9%
                          Now- 200/8%
                          Goal- 210/6%

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                          • #14
                            Why shy away from world domination because of crowds in these days of internet carryons? You could be the ultimate puppet master from afar. No excuses. I offer my services to bounce strategy and ideas for your evil plans.

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                            • #15
                              Originally posted by katemary View Post
                              Why shy away from world domination because of crowds in these days of internet carryons? You could be the ultimate puppet master from afar. No excuses. I offer my services to bounce strategy and ideas for your evil plans.
                              You so need to get with DarthFriendly. He's planning world domination, too, over on the "I have such plans for you all" thread. This could be an entertaining threesome, if McCool takes you up on it.
                              I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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