12,700

Way ahead of schedule. I’ve gotten to the point where I can crank out 200 pull-ups in 23 minutes during my lunch. It’s absolutely unreal how far we can actually push our bodies. The soreness is gone and my body has adapted at such a faster rate than I thought it would. Probably from all of the chicken wings I eat, fueling my pull-up spurts.
Anyways, posted a very hubristic photo on Instagram and my mom is my biggest fan.

Middle School Evan Is Freaking Out Right Now

Total Pull-Up Count: 11,100

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Have you guys seen these gorgeous cookies before?! I mean I’ve heard about Double Stuffed Oreos but “The Most Stuffed”?!?! This is an absolute game changer. I’ve already crushed a few of these and then created a Double Stuffed “The Most Stuffed” Oreo. Middle school me is freaking the hell out right now, thank god these weren’t around when I was crushing a sleeve of Oreos a day and taking down a Dr. Pepper every time I got home from school. The point of this.. eat whatever you want, whenever you want.

Almost Yacked At The Gym This Morning

Not really, but now you’re reading.

Total Pull-Up Count: 10,800

Saturday Schedule:

1:12am - Chugged a ton of water and vitamins.

7:39am - Violently woke up about to piss the bed.

8:32am - Tried to do a puzzle.

8:33am - Got frustrated and gave up on the puzzle.

9:55am - Pull-ups.

10:55am - Sauna with sweaty old men.

11:31am - Whole Foods.

12:17 - Missed every light back home from Whole Foods.

12:18 - Frustrated because I missed every light.

12:49pm - Trying to get absolutely fried outside.

10,100

I really wish I had a nice round number of 10,000 pull-ups but that’s what I get for being an over achiever. We’re 10.1% of the way through and we’re not even done with January (probably because this has been the longest month ever oh my gawd). At this rate I should be finished by the end of October, which is pretty neat.

Distraught.

Total Pull-Up Count: 9,700

No one talk to me.. I’m going through some things right now. I’ll be fine.. I hope..

I showed up to Safeway post-gym and said, “what up!” to my boi Seth that serves me my chicken wings at the Hot Bar, but I instantly knew something was off when he replied.

”Oh.. hey Evan...”

”Seth what’s wrong man, you’re scaring me..”

”It’s just.. we ran out of chicken wings..”

cue “Hello Darkness My Old Friend”

…Its all good actually, I got a rotisserie chicken instead and took down the whole unit in one sitting.

Wholesome Seth

Total Pull-Up Count: 7,500

When I walked in to Safeway to get my 15 chicken wings, I noticed my normal chicken wing server wasn’t at the hot-bar to get me my cooked poultry. Not going to lie, I panicked. This guy greets me every single day with “Have you found our Fogle yet?” And I look forward to it every single day. The kid behind the counter is named Seth, my name is Evan. Seth and Evan from Superbad… you get the picture. When I started to become a regular he greeted me one day with, “Chad!! Great to see you man!!” I started cackling and told him “I get it, I look like a Chad, but I’m Evan!”

Oh my god his eyes lit up as he exclaimed “Dude we’re like Superbad, I’m Seth, you’re Evan, we just need a Fogle! You know any Fogles?!”

And the rest is history.

At Least Read This One

Total Pull-Up Count: 7,100

Hi, Evan Boydstun here to tell you I was perusing through my camera roll today, observing all of the memes I’ve acquired over the years, when I came across a few progress pictures that I’d like to share. The douchey photo on the left was taken about a year (give or take a month) before the REALLY douchey picture on the right. A few of the biggest differences I’d like to note about the two pictures:

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Evan Boydstun

  1. I’m significantly more tan this January than last year (very proud of myself).

  2. I decided to grow out my hair.

Other than that, the only difference between the left and right photo is about 47,000 pull-ups.

Stats

Current Pull-Up Count: 6700

We are 5.75% of the way through the year and I’m currently 6.7% of the way through 100,000 pull-ups. I’m averaging about 319.4 pull-ups a day, and at this rate, I’ll be done by day 313, or more commonly known as November 9th. I’m walking around like a freaking Neanderthal right now and my work shirts are starting to hug in all the right places. I had 30 chicken wings yesterday (15 for lunch, 15 for 2nd lunch) which I’m not too proud of, but I started the morning with SoulCycle and ended with 300 pull-ups.

Sleazeball McGee

Total Pull-Up Count: 6,400

Total Used Cars Sold: More Than You. Just look at how sleazy salesman I was (maybe currently too?) 3 years ago.

Evan Boydstun

Evan Boydstun

This picture popped up on my Timehop yesterday and I can’t believe people let me walk outside looking like that. Definitely a product of the time because Tuesday was Taco Tuesday, Wednesday was Dollar Beers, Thursday was Thirsty Thursday, Friday was obviously Friday, Saturday was a big day/night, and Sunday was Sunday Funday. We somehow squeezed in debauchery on Monday as well, any chance we could. But good lord the surface area of my face was always inflated and I look like a knock-off version of my current self (a bargain brand, if you will).
Looking back, wouldn’t have changed a thing.

An Evan Boydstun Staple

Total Pull-Up Count: 5800

A lot of people love to chirp about my diet. I get it, 15 chicken wings a night isn’t for everyone BUT it works for me. So, I would love to publicly state that I could seriously live off of this meal right here (don’t twist my arm, I might just do that for the rest of this challenge).

Skies out thighs out. Not pictured: Zyn 6mg Spearmint, a “breakfast of champions” if you will.

Skies out thighs out. Not pictured: Zyn 6mg Spearmint, a “breakfast of champions” if you will.

Yeah yeah my insides would absolutely hate me and I’d be burning the candle from both ends (which I’ve been doing for years) BUT the inner fat kid in me gets his itch scratched with a Bang and Quest cookie. 2 of my favorite things in sorta healthy-ish (more like a science experiment, I have no idea what the hell is in these) form.