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My Prayer

"Empty me
Of the selfishness inside
Every vain ambition 
And the poison of my pride
And any foolish thing my heart holds to
Lord empty me of me
So I can be
Filled with you"

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  1. Hi Lindsay,

    I have a question and didn't know where else to post it. I have a question about increasing muscle mass. I was just told that basically after your first year of lifting heavy, it becomes hard to put on any muscle mass unless you incorporate cut/bulk cycles. What are your thoughts on and experiences with cut/bulk cycles? Do you believe that they are a necessary ingredient in strength training, or does it depend on your personal goals? Thank you!

    BTW, love this quote! :)

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    1. I've never really been into the cutting/bulking thing...but that is just me. I don't really believe that women should "bulk", as in gain a lot of fat while trying to gain muscle.
      I do believe, however, that in order to build muscle that you DO need to take in slightly more calories than you burn and get a gram of protein per pound of bodyweight.
      So you may not be able to stay super lean while trying to gain muscle, but it shouldn't be an excuse to gain 20lbs of fat or eat whatever you want.
      So basically, I do think you should go through phases where you eat a little more in order to gain muscle, then decrease calories a bit when trying to lean out, because it's very hard trying to do both at the same time.
      Hope that made sense and answered your question!

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  2. I really like that song- it reminds me of all things ungodly to just get rid of. Another song that recently stood out to me is "Lose My Soul" by Toby Mac.

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    1. That is a great song also! It is good to be reminded daily of what really matters in life!

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