"Yeah, it's probably a good thing you don't drive."
- Troy Reynolds/God
- Troy Reynolds/God
Did the morning run with God today, that dude hit a coke truck, seems like he hits everything when I'm with him. He prided himself because it was his first significant accident in 2 and a half years but because of this, he had a smoke, his first one in 5 months. The stress must've really gotten to him for him to break a record like that so naturally.
Got home and headed straight to the gym, I wanted to run, I wanted to run and never stop. It's so hard to lose weight whilst working and then coming home to Dante and Dante's girlfriend who would always go out for junk food, it's almost impossible to say no to something so delicious so the only thing I can do now is run in hopes that I somehow manage to burn off more than I'm putting on. To be honest, I'm only delaying the inevitable but I have the feeling that if I keep this up, someone or something will present itself, a stroke of luck will hit me, if you will. It always seems to work that way, been like that for as long as I remember. My life has been a little too easy because of it, as much as I don't want to admit it. Bumped into Thy and Vi and I don't know if it's because of my lack of socialism but I can't talk for shit now. My vocabulary and eloquence has gone to the shitter so now, every time I talk, I sound like Dante (which is shit, for those who don't already know) and that is not good, not good at all, I'd much rather talk like the cookie monster than to even resemble that dude in speech, ugh.
Found out Izzy is off to Vietnam so now, I might actually have a chance at getting to 65kg, this is getting exciting! Dante needs to be up 10kg and I need to be down 15kg, this will be the first time ever, that I will be lighter than Dante, finally, after all these years, I will finally get to call him fat with no conscience and it's gonna be awesome.
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