I'm on 8 peptides, taking 10 supplements, and running Testosterone alongside Primobolan. Protein intake is on point, and I'm as consistent as it gets. The scale was dropping half a pound per day, muscle was coming on, and I felt strong, energized, completely dialed in. That day's weigh-in: 195lbs.
Then came one particular day... Father's Day, when he announced he wanted sushi... So off we went, and that meal marked the first rice and heavy sodium I'd had in roughly 2 months. I didn't eat a lot and stayed in a deficit, so no big deal — except I was incredibly thirsty. I drank about 4 bottles of water and felt enormously bloated.
The following morning, I stepped on the scale... 211lbs!??
Turns out my body had no idea what white carbs or a big salt load meant, so it responded by holding onto every bit of water in my system [[Q1]]. Since Father's Day it hasn't let up. Day by day I keep adding more water weight. I'm weighing closer to 220 now. I'm still training, getting 15k steps, and staying in a calorie deficit. I feel like an enormous water balloon on the verge of bursting. Strangely, though, it makes gym pumps far more satisfying and effortless. I'm just waiting for that mythical whoosh effect to arrive and flush all the water out. The scale is a lie. Despite the bloat, I feel leaner. I just hope I pee it all out before someone decides to jab me with a large needle or toss me at some passing college girl in a white T-shirt.
Has anyone else experienced this?
Then came one particular day... Father's Day, when he announced he wanted sushi... So off we went, and that meal marked the first rice and heavy sodium I'd had in roughly 2 months. I didn't eat a lot and stayed in a deficit, so no big deal — except I was incredibly thirsty. I drank about 4 bottles of water and felt enormously bloated.
The following morning, I stepped on the scale... 211lbs!??
Turns out my body had no idea what white carbs or a big salt load meant, so it responded by holding onto every bit of water in my system [[Q1]]. Since Father's Day it hasn't let up. Day by day I keep adding more water weight. I'm weighing closer to 220 now. I'm still training, getting 15k steps, and staying in a calorie deficit. I feel like an enormous water balloon on the verge of bursting. Strangely, though, it makes gym pumps far more satisfying and effortless. I'm just waiting for that mythical whoosh effect to arrive and flush all the water out. The scale is a lie. Despite the bloat, I feel leaner. I just hope I pee it all out before someone decides to jab me with a large needle or toss me at some passing college girl in a white T-shirt.
Has anyone else experienced this?