The Weightlifting Mistake You Don’t Know About Yet: How Many Reps Should I Do?
You don’t know yet how many reps you should do. There are two opinions about this topic. One says that you shouldn’t do more than three or four reps per set. Another one says that you should never go above five reps per set! Both of these opinions are wrong because they aren’t based on scientific research findings. They’re just your own personal opinion.
There are two reasons why you should not do more than three or four reps per set. First reason is that if you want to build muscle mass, you must focus on high repetitions. If you use low repetitions, it will be difficult for your body to gain muscle mass.
Second reason is that if you want to lose fat, it would be better to stay away from heavy weights and only use light weights when necessary.
Why Should You Focus On High Repetitions?
If you want to increase your strength, you need to train with higher repetition. This means that you have to push yourself harder than usual. You’ll feel stronger and more powerful during your workouts. However, there are some disadvantages of using high repetitions. For one thing, your body will be more prone to get injured. This is because your muscles will become weak over time. That’s why it’s important that you don’t train with high repetitions all the time.
Why The Hell Am I Not Supposed To Do More Than 5 Reps?
So a long time ago, some old guy said that you shouldn’t do more than five reps. This old guy must’ve been some sort of whackjob. He probably didn’t let anyone do more than five reps since he was an old piece of crap that didn’t understand the concept of exercise. If you want to get stronger and gain more muscle mass, you need to go beyond five reps. Otherwise, it’ll be almost impossible for you to become a weightlifting champion.
Do You Need To Do Low And High Repetitions?
Now that you know the benefits of doing low and high repetitions, you must ask yourself: which one is better?
The answer is: it depends. If you want to build muscle mass, then you should focus on higher repetitions. On the other hand, if you want to lose weight and burn fat, then you should focus on lower repetitions.
This is the reason why you should do both high and low repetitions. You’ll feel stronger than ever and at the same time, you’ll be able to lose weight and burn fat. Be sure to do a wide variety of exercises if you want to succeed in anything you do.
Focusing on high repetitions will make your muscles stronger. This will make it easier for you to lose weight. Low repetitions will help you improve your endurance and tone your body faster.
This will make it easier for you to gain weight. As you can see, there’s no wrong or right way of doing things. Everything is based on your personal preferences.
If you follow these instructions, you’re going to become a weightlifting champion in no time! Follow this advice and ignore the naysayers.
Who cares what others have to say?
They’re all just jealous of you.
I have to admit something to you. I didn’t become a weightlifting champion and it basically sucks. I still train really hard everyday and I feel like I’m in the best shape of my life.
My hair has even started to grow back, but I don’t have enough confidence to compete in any tournaments. I’ve decided to take a break from weightlifting for a while.
Last night, I went out to a local bar to watch a fight. While I was there, I ran into this really cute girl. Her name was Alison and she was a bartender.
We ended up spending most of the night talking and laughing with each other. She was pretty surprised that someone like me would talk to her. I guess girls like her aren’t used to talking to guys like me.
She had an incredible smile and her eyes were stunning. I was so nervous around her at first, but it felt so good to laugh again. I haven’t laughed like that in a really long time.
It’s been even longer since I’ve been with someone.
I’m really glad I met her and I’d love to see her again. We exchanged info and plan on meeting up again this weekend. That is, if you don’t mind driving me there.
Would you be able to give me a ride?
I’d really appreciate it. Just let me know what time and where to meet you and I’ll be there.
NOTE: This letter can be found on your bed if you chose to walk on the “darkside path” in the prologue.
20. Ch. Adams (M.
Dear Sir or Madam,
My name is Martin Parham and I am the new warden at Cold Mountain Penitentiary where your son William Woods is currently incarcerated. Unfortunately, I received this position in the most unfortunate of ways; Warden Johnson was retiring after serving in this position for more than three decades. He will be greatly missed.
I’ve been reviewing this prison for the past week and I have come to the conclusion that Cold Mountain Penitentiary needs to change with the times. We can no longer afford to be a throwback to the draconian measures of keeping prisoners in the middle ages. These men, and yes they are all men, will be the future of this country in twenty years.
We need to give them the skills to succeed!
I strongly believe that we need to instill some sort of exercise program for the prisoners. Not only will this help keep them from going insane with boredom, it’ll give them something to do with their time. It would also show that we aren’t just whipping boys, but instead are working to prepare them for a life of contributing to society in a positive way.
Please consider my suggestion. I don’t think you’ll regret it.
Warden Martin Parham
21. Olive’s Shop (A. Westfield)
How goes the battle against the Dark Lord?
I hope with all your training that he’s kicking the tar out of him. We’ve got a quiet few months here until the next batch of ‘students’ arrive in two weeks time.
I think you’ll be happy to hear that your friend Henry has been doing very well here. He was a bit overwhelmed at first, especially since he kept asking me if I was an orc. Quite funny actually.
Anyway, he’s settled in quite well and should do very well in the coming year.
I was also going through some old paperwork and came across something that might interest you. The letter is from your father to this place asking for you to be accepted as a guard here. Given that this place accepts children that have no hope of even finding a job, I’m surprised that you were accepted and didn’t come here earlier.
Apparently your father wanted you to experience a ‘normal’ childhood, whatever that is!
Anyway, I thought you might be interested to see it. I’ll leave it on your bed.
Best not to dwell in the past too much,
22. Henry’s New Friend (A. Westfield)
I’m writing to you because I need advice on what to do. Something weird is going on and I need someone with more experience than me to figure out what to do. I’ve asked Henry but he doesn’t know either so I hope you can help me.
I met a girl. Well, I think it’s a girl. It looks like a girl and acts like a girl but sometimes it does some things that just don’t seem right for a girl of any kind.
I first noticed her (or him or it, I don’t know what it is) on one of my trips into town to pick up the provisions Olive requires. I had just gotten off the bus and was about to get a taxi back to the school when I saw a girl struggling with her bags on the opposite side of the road. Being a gentleman and all I went over to offer her help, expecting her to get embarrassed and tell me to piss off.
What actually happened though surprised the heck out of me.
‘Oh thank you!’ she said in this lovely tone. ‘
Would you mind carrying these for me?
Two of them are really heavy.’
And so I carried the bags for her and we started walking to town. This is where things start getting a bit weird. I asked her what her name was and she told me Adrianna.
But when I asked her where she was from, she told me that she wasn’t sure because sometimes she thought she remembered trees around her and not many buildings, not like here anyway. And when I asked her about her parents she told me that she thought she used to have two of them but now only had one.
I didn’t know what to say so I just kept quiet and listened to her talk about her life in the big city. Which turned out to be a lot longer than I ever thought it was. She had moved here when she was only six years old!
And she could remember almost every detail of every day since then. According to her she grew up in an orphanage but every Saturday she would get new clothes and go to a new house. One day she asked where her mommy and daddy were and they said that the nice people at the orphanage had been looking for a very special family for her, and that’s why she lived there instead of with them. When she asked the people at the orphanage about this, they told her that it wasn’t true and that her parents had just dumped her there and moved away.
That was a very strange thing for a six year old girl to make up, and I swear Will, there were times when I looked into her eyes and got chills down my spine. Like I was staring into a cold dark place that nothing could dwell in except gloom. The kind of place you wouldn’t want to be in.
But I really think she likes me. She says that I’m a good listener and that every time she talks to me, she feels like a weight has been lifted off of her shoulders. She looks so happy when I smile at her, but I don’t do it that often for fear that I’ll come off as creepy.
I got a long way to go before I can get to that point.
But anyway, after we had been talking for a bit, she suddenly stopped and told me that her parents were here (at this point I was beginning to sweat a bit, expecting some old people to come up and start yelling at me for stealing their daughter). But nothing happened. So she kept walking.
I kept talking to her, and every once in a while she would suddenly stop and say that her parents were here again. But nothing ever happened.
Then as we were about to part ways she gave me a big hug and thanked me for listening to her. I was going to hug her back but thought that might freak her out so I just waved and walked away.
As I was walking back to the school I thought about what had just happened.
Was that all in my head? If it wasn’t, then what was all that about? And who are those people?
I swear it felt like she was going to cry when I told her that I wasn’t interested in seeing her parents.
I don’t know what to think man. I’m really confused right now…
* * *
Well today was one of the longest days of my life. And it’s not even over yet.
I’ve been thinking about Celine a lot lately. And not just today, but all the time now.
I mean yeah she’s a ghost that only I can see, but she’s been trying to make contact with me for a while now. And I think I’m finally ready to let her in.
But first I have to figure out who her parents are and what her problem is because there is definitely something wrong. Ghosts don’t just materialize out of thin air. There’s a reason for it.
I’ve been going over every single detail that she has ever mentioned to me and trying to think of who these people could be. I must’ve gone back and forth through our entire conversation a million times already. And I still can’t think of a single person it could be.
The only thing I can think of is that they might not be from this city. I don’t even know when she died. But I’m hoping that her parents are still alive so that this doesn’t turn out to be a wild goose chase.
I’m also a little worried about the fact that she has mentioned them before.
Doesn’t that mean that they probably haven’t seen her since she died?
That would definitely make things a lot more difficult.
But there’s no use in worrying about it now. I’m going to go to the library tomorrow and do some research to see what I can dig up. I just hope I don’t come across any dead ends.
* * *
I’ve got so much information right now that my head is about to explode. I don’t know where to begin!
So okay, you were right about one thing. There was a suicide in this house, but it wasn’t Celine. It was her mother.
And it wasn’t with a gun either. She hung herself from that staircase over there.
I found an article about it online from an old newspaper from back in the day. The report says that they were having financial troubles due to her husband losing his job. She was also suffering from depression so it was a really bad time for her.
Celine was there when it happened. She came home from school and found her mother’s body. That’s what caused her suicide.
Not the financial problems or the depression, but the trauma of seeing her mother like that. It completely messed her up. She was only twelve years old at the time.
I can’t even imagine how I would’ve felt if that happened to me. Just thinking about it gives me the chills. Makes me realize how fortunate I am and always have been.
Both of my parents are still alive and together. They may be a little overbearing sometimes, but I’ll take it any day over having to deal with something like that.
I’m not sure what to think now.
I mean is it really worth it to continue trying to help Celine?
If I manage to help her let go of all her resentment and forgive her parents, she’s just going to end up leaving anyways. And on top of that, I now have to contend with the fact that she killed herself.
I don’t know if I believe in an afterlife or anything like that, but if there is something more to come then I don’t think Celine deserves to go to whatever it is due to taking her own life.
But despite all that, I still want to help her. I couldn’t sleep all night just thinking about everything I had found out yesterday. I kept seeing her face over and over again.
The way she looked at me. The way she spoke to me. The way she touched my hand.
I just don’t know what to do anymore.
Maybe I should just go back and talk to her parents again. If I can get them to talk about Celine, it might help me decide on a proper course of action.
* * *
Well I’m feeling a little better today even though I didn’t sleep much last night. It’s funny but I ended up going to the library to do some more research even after thinking about not doing it anymore. But after pacing around my room for a few hours, I decided that I couldn’t leave things as they were.
I still haven’t visited Celine yet. I’m just too afraid of the fact that if things don’t go well, then maybe seeing her again will be even harder than it is now.
But anyway, back to what I was doing. I started reading up on suicide and ghosts. Most of the stuff online was the same old information that you find everywhere.
The websites were mostly geared towards helping people overcome the desire to commit suicide which is noble, but not really what I’m looking for.
It’s weird though because reading through some of that stuff, it almost make me start believing that maybe Celine didn’t kill herself at all. Maybe she just couldn’t deal with the pain any longer. I mean that’s partially why she became friends with me in the first place.
I was suffering too.
I was relieved though to find some older articles about Celine’s suicide. There wasn’t much, just a mention of it in a local newspaper from a few years ago. The paper said that she hung herself in her backyard and was found by her father when he came home from work.
The article mainly focused on how it was the fourth suicide in the county within a month and that the government needed to do more to stop this sort of thing from happening.
I guess it’s pretty common for there to be clusters of suicides sometimes. There must’ve been one going on when I tried to kill myself. I never paid much attention to the news back then, I was too depressed to even really watch TV.
I wonder how many clusters happen where nobody is reporting it.
(Sigh) I didn’t want to believe that she killed herself. I thought I was past all this, but I’m not doing so well myself right now. Maybe I just need to accept the truth and move on.
Even if she did kill herself, there’s nothing I can do to change things. I can only imagine how heartbroken her parents must’ve been. They were always so nice to me.
I can’t imagine how they felt finding out their only daughter killed herself. They probably wonder if there was something they could’ve done to stop it, or why she did it.
I wonder the same thing sometimes.
Why did she do it?
I wish I knew. Then again, maybe it’s better that I don’t.
But what can I do to help her?
I can’t keep living my life like this. It wasn’t merely the promise that I made that’s keeping me going, though that’s a big part of it. I also don’t want to leave things as they are. I can’t stop thinking about her and it’s gradually driving me mad.
Maybe if I go through with this and visit her again, I’ll finally be at peace with myself. And maybe, she’ll be at peace as well.
Thinking back on everything, I really should’ve seen the signs. I was too self-absorbed to notice how sad she was. It’s my fault that she’s still stuck here and I need to make things right.
I just hope that I haven’t caused so much damage that it can’t be repaired. If that’s the case, then I guess I’ll just have to live with the guilt forever.
At least I will if I end up failing in my journey to set her free.
I have to believe that I’ll succeed, otherwise what’s the point of any of this?
I’m going to see her one last time. I know the place. It’s where we used to go when we were friends.
It’s going to be hard, but I’ll walk there. As for the river, I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.
Hold on Celine, I’m coming to get you.
When I got home from my walk, I immediately gathered up a few things that I would need for my trip. I’ve never been to the place where Celine and I used to meet up, so I had to rely on my memory to retrieve any vital information that I could use to get there.
I looked at a road map to see where the location was in relation to my town. It wasn’t too far away. In fact, it seemed to be a lot closer to Kate’s house than my own.
That made me think about Kate again. I still haven’t gone over there yet.
What if she tries to contact me again and I’m not there?
I can’t keep putting this off, but I really don’t want to go through with this right now. My mind is just focused on seeing Celine right now. I’ll figure out a way to contact Kate without being detained again, after I see Celine.
I grabbed my hoodie and put it on; I need to be prepared for when the sun starts to go down. Even with a shirt underneath, it’s still uncomfortable.
I picked up my key chain that had the Seahawks logo on it and placed it in my pocket; I’ll probably want that with me too. I looked around my room for anything else I would need, but I didn’t see anything.
I gazed at my bedroom door, fear welling up inside of me. I’m actually afraid to go outside now. It just feels so unnatural walking down my street without a care in the world, instead of creeping through the shadows like I’m used to doing.
It’s almost surreal.
I’d rather deal with Jack and his gang any day over this.
Taking a deep breath to muster up my courage, I head downstairs and push open the front door. The sun is still high in the sky, but I know it won’t be long. The shadows will grow longer and that’s when I’ll really have to keep my wits about me.
Ever since Kate saw me, I’ve been lucky enough to remain undetected as a ghost.
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