Holy flaming battle ropes! The doors to the Flexible Meathead Cardio course slammed shut last night like a power rack loaded with 500 lbs crashing down on a forgotten shaker bottle. That’s it. Done. Closed. Locked tighter than a PF goers hip flexors after a stroll on the treadmill to nowhere. hahah For those beautiful savages who managed to sneak under the bar and jump on the Cardio GainZ Train—a massive welcome to you. We row at dawn! ...OK, maybe more like when you’re fully caffeinated and your pre-workout has kicked in. For those in the FMC, in the next few hours, my amazing assistant and wonderful wifey Jodie will be checking in to make sure you’re squared away in the online learning environment. No tech hiccups. No login rage. Just pure, unfiltered heart-pounding knowledge. And that’s not all... Coming Soon Tomorrow for those in the FMC: A super advanced protocol Think: VO₂ max meets elite operator mode. You’ll love it. You’ll hate it. You’ll grow from it. Transcripts and audio files? Coming. Watermarked slides? Coming. I know that is a pain, but I have to do it to prevent the others "out there" stealing my info and claiming it as their own. I literally spilled blood, sweat and tears for this info and many years of my life. Expert interviews? Already waiting inside like Easter eggs filled with cardio enlightenment. My goal here is to get it all ready to roll in the final form by the end of this weekend. But wait, there is more! And for those of you still sitting on the sidelines, gently sobbing into your rice cooker of regret... ...All good as I got you covered like a jimmy hat with an article you wil love today. Apparently, the old internet rumor about B12 and cyanocobalamin being "toxic" is making the rounds again like a bro on his fifth set of curls standing in front of the DB rack. Myth-busting article here with the help of my nerdy friend Dr Chris Lockwood: >> Toxic B-12: The Destroyer of GainZ? << More gas, more GainZ, Much love, Dr Mike "Chief Cardio Agitator, Keeper of Aerobic Truths, and Slayer of Fluffy Myths" _____________________ Mike T Nelson CISSN, CSCS, MSME, PhD Mike T Nelson is a PhD and not a physician or registered dietitian. The contents of this email should not be taken as medical advice. It is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure, or prevent any health problem - nor is it intended to replace the advice of a physician. Always consult your physician or qualified health professional on any matters regarding your health. .. |
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What’s up, you beautiful maniacs.Dr. Mike here, back from the trenches of metabolic mayhem with a tale so ridiculous it makes the Liver King look like a Whole Foods cashier. Welcome to the sugar diet.Yep. Sugar. Just sugar. Sugar by the spoonful. Sugar in your coffee. Fruit. Sugar water. …And not in some dark, edgy endurance-athlete-way like 90s Gatorade packets dumped in your bottle at mile 90 of a death ride or to power through and old skooool 8 x 8 Vince Gironda method training day. No no...
You may be wondering if doing cardio will zap your muscle gainZ? The shorter answer is –very unlikely – but it does get confusing on how to add it to your lifting program. While there are many ways that work, here is the exact system I use for my one-on-one M3 clients, which has served me well for over a decade now. I teach this system in the FMC. Standard template Mon, Wed, Fri → Lift heavy sh*t with grip work (sympathetic/stress days) Tues, Thurs, Sat → Aerobic development work...
Ninety.Six.Days. That’s how long this meathead—yours truly—has been doing cardio.Not by accident. Not occasionally. Not when the weather was nice.Every darn day. In a row. Like some lunatic on a mission to find his VO2 max soul. The streak started on Feb 8, mid-sunburn in Mexico.Three weeks of tacos, tequila, and Zone 2 sweat.Even with spicy food, trying to evacuate my colon like it owed someone money… Cardio. Got. Done. Then we were yeeted back to the frosty armpit of Minnesota. Did I fold?...