24 hours into this crazy fucking anxious-ass week. Anticipation is on high. To make matters worse I took another 5-he. 5-he is the way I say 5-hour energy in short. Write it down.
5-he doesn't make time go by any faster. In fact it does quite al contrario. Yesterday I thought I was going to die in second period. I wasn't digging it at all. Thus I made the concious decision to move in seemingly slow motion. Take my time on everything. That way I'll create the illusion that I'm moving quicker through time.
So for all of those YMCA regulars, I have something to say. FitLinxx sucks. It does. It does it does it does. I did FitLinxx for like three goddamn weeks and it didn't do shit. I've been doing free weights for a week and am pleasantly surprised.
Speaking of athletics, I'm challenging myself to a run-workout-swim-runmore field day for Fridee, right before the cruise. t'Will entail a mile run to get to the YMCA, followed by a power weight training workout. Then it'll cut straight to the pool to swim my required 500m swim, in under 8 minutes. Then I'll get out and have a 5 minute break to dry in the sauna. Then it's back outside to run back home. I should be entirely DEAD by the time it's through. I'm doing similar shit on the cruise because it's fun. Since I became addicted to the powerful drug of gym, I've been wanting to do crazy shit like that. I'm doing it more often now.
I have a big pitch to do 3rd period for $100. I honestly can't wait. Zorno will be auditing. I spent a lot of time and practice into this pitch/presentation so I'm fixin'ta impress. I honestly don't even want the $100, because that will entail more work. I just want the A and I want everyone to be like "shit Decker's fucking hard, passport swag".
Well I'm about done with this blog post. I'll talk to you later, until next time...
No comments:
Post a Comment