I am happy!
After the track workout this morning I was abnormally happy. How is one abnormally happy you may ask? Well you may not be asking, but I'm happy to do the asking anyway. So how was I abnormally happy? Actually the more appropriate question is what symptoms was I displaying that showed an abnormal case of happiness?
I skipped to my car.
Skipped, like a little girl. I may have even let out a tiny giggle.
This maybe the first instance this year where I skipped and it wasn't part of some sort of workout or training exercise. So with a smile on my face and a bounce in my step, I abnormally made my way to my Jeep and then to the gym to lift some weights, happy muscles and all.
There's this one guy at the gym, probably mid 40s, bald, hairy, really well built, and probably an asshole. So I ask the question again for you, why is he an asshole? Well one time I tried to work in between sets on a machine he was using and he very reluctantly agreed. Noticing his reluctance I tried to speed through my set so as not to take up too much of his time. I said "thanks" after finishing and he sort of mumbled something under his breath. From that moment on he took a spot on my asshole list, which I just thought of right now. Everytime I see him, all I can think is asshole. This makes lifting just a tad more hard when you're trying to lift and all you see in your mind is asshole. I mean not literally an asshole, that's sort of odd. Meh, I have no idea why I sort of pick him out everytime I go to the gym because he probably doesn't remember me at all. Time to compartmentalize my thoughts again and stash this one away in the "couldn't give a shit" vault.
You know I never knew goat cheese tasted so damn good until I had it the other night when I made a baby mixed green salad. I made a vinaigrette with sherry vinegar, a spiffy extra virgin olive oil I picked up from Whole Foods, some honey, mustard and a little pepper. I tossed this in with the aforementioned greens, some grape tomatoes, goat cheese, and pine nuts. Good stuff! I think I might toast the pine nuts the next time though.
Damn, I love chocolate.
I skipped to my car.
Skipped, like a little girl. I may have even let out a tiny giggle.
This maybe the first instance this year where I skipped and it wasn't part of some sort of workout or training exercise. So with a smile on my face and a bounce in my step, I abnormally made my way to my Jeep and then to the gym to lift some weights, happy muscles and all.
There's this one guy at the gym, probably mid 40s, bald, hairy, really well built, and probably an asshole. So I ask the question again for you, why is he an asshole? Well one time I tried to work in between sets on a machine he was using and he very reluctantly agreed. Noticing his reluctance I tried to speed through my set so as not to take up too much of his time. I said "thanks" after finishing and he sort of mumbled something under his breath. From that moment on he took a spot on my asshole list, which I just thought of right now. Everytime I see him, all I can think is asshole. This makes lifting just a tad more hard when you're trying to lift and all you see in your mind is asshole. I mean not literally an asshole, that's sort of odd. Meh, I have no idea why I sort of pick him out everytime I go to the gym because he probably doesn't remember me at all. Time to compartmentalize my thoughts again and stash this one away in the "couldn't give a shit" vault.
You know I never knew goat cheese tasted so damn good until I had it the other night when I made a baby mixed green salad. I made a vinaigrette with sherry vinegar, a spiffy extra virgin olive oil I picked up from Whole Foods, some honey, mustard and a little pepper. I tossed this in with the aforementioned greens, some grape tomatoes, goat cheese, and pine nuts. Good stuff! I think I might toast the pine nuts the next time though.
Damn, I love chocolate.
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posted byHey girly man... do more crunches!
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Crunches are for wussies! I do decline bench situps, well not really. I do other stuff that's better.
So...so...there!
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