On 8 different peps. 10 different supplements. Running Testosterone and Primobolan. Eating all my protein, consistency to the max. Losing a half pound a day. Gaining muscle. Feel powerful and energized, super locked in. Weighed in for the day at 195lbs.
Then one fateful day... Father's Day, he says he wants sushi... We go and it's the first rice and high dose of sodium I have had in almost 2 months. Don't eat much, still in deficit. No biggie, super thirsty though. Drink like 4 bottles of water. Feel super bloated.
Next day, wake up get on scale... 211lbs!??
Found that my body didn't know what white carbs or lots of salt meant so it decided to lock in all the water in my body like a nun's butt in Vegas. Since Father's Day it still hasn't relented. Consistently gaining more water weight by the day. Weigh closer to 220 now. Still exercising, 15k steps in a calorie deficit. Feel like a giant water balloon about to pop. Oddly it makes pumps in the gym much more satisfying and easy though. Waiting for the mythical whoosh effect to hit and all the water to drain away. The scale is a lie. I feel leaner despite the bloat. Just hope that I pee it all out before someone decides to poke me with a large needle or throw me at a passing by white T-shirted college girl.
Anyone else have this happen to them?
Then one fateful day... Father's Day, he says he wants sushi... We go and it's the first rice and high dose of sodium I have had in almost 2 months. Don't eat much, still in deficit. No biggie, super thirsty though. Drink like 4 bottles of water. Feel super bloated.
Next day, wake up get on scale... 211lbs!??
Found that my body didn't know what white carbs or lots of salt meant so it decided to lock in all the water in my body like a nun's butt in Vegas. Since Father's Day it still hasn't relented. Consistently gaining more water weight by the day. Weigh closer to 220 now. Still exercising, 15k steps in a calorie deficit. Feel like a giant water balloon about to pop. Oddly it makes pumps in the gym much more satisfying and easy though. Waiting for the mythical whoosh effect to hit and all the water to drain away. The scale is a lie. I feel leaner despite the bloat. Just hope that I pee it all out before someone decides to poke me with a large needle or throw me at a passing by white T-shirted college girl.
Anyone else have this happen to them?
