After a glass of wine to relax and calm down after a very frustrating night, I figured I would vent my anger and growing frustrations at the blog-wall before I go to bed:
I hate sports
I hate the Miami Heat right now for being pathetic
I hate the Celtics. Hate hate hate them. Cannot tolerate them at all.
I hate Paul Pierce. I hate how he has no respect for Lebron or the Heat
I hate all Boston sports fans
I hate my professional life quandary at the moment
I hate seeing a mediocre looking guy with a very attractive or hot girl
I hate bad drivers
I hate traffic jams which happen for NO REASON
I hate that Allen Iverson is being black balled in the NBA
I hate that Andy Roddick's heart has been broken so many times (and mine consequently)
I hate playing the "game" because its such bullshit
I hate the way I look
I hate when people don't text back promptly
I hate facebook and hate myself even more for being unable to leave it
I hate seeing weeds on my lawn. It infuriates me like no other.
I hate when I struggle at the gym
I hate that I am a cursed sports fan. Nothing has ever gone my way (except 3 events in 2008, 2010, and 2012).
I think that's all I have. This always pumps me up when I am idle or on a long ass drive home or on a plane / waiting for a flight. Or when I see events that trigger it like traffic, a couple that shouldn't be a couple, etc.
I wish I could channel it all into an on-and-off switch that I could just use as endless fuels for fitness.
On that note:
1 mile on the elliptical, resistance 10 (which I surprisingly can finish in 10 minutes flat)
300 feet on the Versa Climber
Alternating Crunches, 3 sets of 20 reps
Elbow plank, 3 sets at 30secs/rep
2-ft high step ups, 1 set, at 10 steps per leg
Single-Leg Dead Lift, 20lb weight, 3 sets, 12 reps per leg.
Hopefully can get a quick session with George tomorrow. Otherwise, back to an independent workout with a legit George session on Friday.
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