Week 6 and the 1% Rule

Changing the Narrative One Percent at a Time

The reason I’m still here is simple. I remember my why and who I’m doing this for. When motivation dies, purpose doesn’t.

Every week I learn more about training, how the body actually works, and who is worth listening to for fitness advice.

Not going to lie, it’s hard to navigate in an ocean of fake gurus and people who clearly never struggled with being really fat. Not chubby. Not out of shape. Fat-fat.

I’m grateful I started a month ago instead of waiting for January like every other year. That alone changed everything.

I also noticed something important. I stopped saying “I will” and started saying “I am now.”

That shift matters more than it sounds.

Words are powerful, both negatively and positively. You’re basically a plant. You can water it with clean water or toxic water. Both are water. The outcome is different.

About the holidays, do I still fear them? Yes.

Did I ask ChatGPT how to choose better food and prioritize protein? Also yes.

But I’ll be fine. Like everything else, it’s a learning curve.

Training wise, I feel my muscles way more. Even if it doesn’t show yet, I feel more confident in how I look. I’m less puffy from sugar and inflammatory foods, and that alone makes a difference.

I’m thinking of doing a DXA scan in January to know exactly where I stand, then another one next December to measure real progress.

I’m doing progressive overload, whatever the proper term is, and it’s working. Now I just need to stick to one program and stop changing workouts every time I learn something new.

One percent. That’s it.
And that’s enough.

It’s going Down… I’m yelling timber…