Busy race around. Headed straight home after training last night and suddenly it was after midnight. Damn. Didn’t finish even half of what I wanted\/needed to, including cleaning up the kitchen a bit before my friend and his mom arrive. The kitchen is full of bottles from jam night. Looks like a frat house. Have just been too busy.<\/p>\n
Woke up and raced into work for my 9a, led to a 10a internal, then in the same place an 11a with a client, then a bday lunch for a coworker, and now I’m on my way to a 2p that I’m late for, followed by a 3:30p that’ll go to 4:30. I have a 5p meet up with two colleagues to talk about Epictetus, and then at 7p my friend and his mom are arriving to crash. I didn’t finish cleaning out the garbage in the kitchen and the place is far from ready for guests. Damn. Just not enough time.<\/p>\n
It’s hazy and 85 out. Feels even hotter. It’s fucked up. It’s Oct. 4 and 85 out. Feels unhealthy, maybe even deadly. The whole city seems off today. I feel like smoking. I wish I had this weekend to myself.<\/p>\n
But training last night was good. I went heavy and I could feel my muscles inflate, hungrily. By the time I was done I had probably lost a couple liters of water, and my veins were pulsing around my body, wrapping me with their intensities, reminding me who I am. Without training myself to exhaustion as often as I can, I would be dead a thousand times over already.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Busy race around. Headed straight home after training last night and suddenly it was after midnight. Damn. Didn’t finish even half of what I wanted\/needed to, including cleaning up the kitchen a bit before my friend and his mom arrive. … Continue reading