What the Fuck, over??
When did I get to be some weak piece of shit?? Let me set the stage for you. I playing with the dog, the other morning, and as I was getting up, I had to "basically" do what looks like an actual Marine Corps pushup... And I damn near couldn't do it!! A push up!!
Holy shit! That's the end of that. So every morning, I've been doing 20-30 pushups first thing in the morning. It's great. Takes about 30 seconds to do this workout and then I just get gone. Take a shower and go to work. Anyway... Yeah, I mean, I turned 30 and what.?? I just turn into a slime??? Wow. I'm changing this.
Well, if it hadn't been for Roscoe.. Who knows how far this could have gone. I mean, I'm no Brad Pitt or some sort of Jack LaLane, but god damn man... A push up?? And, get this, when I realized that my push up might not happen, I was like, oh hell no.. I did like 10 more to prove to myself that i could still do it. Well.. I about popped a damn vessel in my eye straining so hard, and I thought I was going to dislocate my shoulder.
Anyway, let's just say I had my reality check the other day, and it hurt.
Alright, I gotta take a shower, and take the kids to day care and go to work. Walk about 7 laps around the motor pool and get some work done.
Later, skaters
1 comment:
oh my god, how funny!!! i am totally "there" myself...turning 40 and having like 6 serious illnesses in a row with no break, what the f? i used to be pretty tough! and i can totally relate to over doing it and just about demolishing yourself, done that too!
:)
wish i could tell you it gets easier, sorry!
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