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I live in the state of constant confusion. Its the state colored blue on the map. And yes I can find any place on the globe, its all color cordinated! (duh)Asia is pink, England is green and France ....well France felt they were soo much better than everone else they have become their own planet.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Home Gym

Well come to my home gym, it is located in the dank basement of my home. This is where I go to try and fend off the onset of man boobs and the male pregnancy belly. It is not much but it is more than most of the body building ledgends had in the hay day of Venice beach.
As I said it is very moist and dank. The humidity down here is the disgusting and what makes it worse is the horrific smell. Anything that stays down here for more that a few hours will have the odor cling to it. But the funny thing about this smell is whenever I smell this funkiness, my heart goes into workout mode. I am pre-programmed to work out the moment I smell this rank.
This has been an off and on obsession of mine. And now that the wife has gotten on the excrsie kick I am back on. Summer might be almost over but we have a cruise comming up soon and we have to look good then lol. We are trying to get into shape so we can eat and drink ourselves into a stooper for 5 days straight. It's the only way, if we go there out of shape we will come away in worse shape. At least this way we will have to really hit them buffets hard as a porn star, seconds from the money shot to get out of shape! And hell the boat has several gyms and a deck for running. Run off that midnight buffet and all day open bar lol.
I used to work out with the bro in law down here but he left for the navy and I was left to fend for myself. Working out alone can be disheartening and borning. But we all have a wall to climb to achieve our goals. I refuse to become complacent and fat at 29 years old. I see all of these ppl my age, and younger, that look pregnant and I refuse to be another fat father at my kids soccer game talking about the good old days when I could run and/or see my penis.
My energy levels are not what they once where so it is increasingly becoming harder to stay fit. But for everyone's sake I must not become the fat hairy white male that is in my genes. I am in denial and refuse to except that you have to be nasty and out of shape when you get older. Let all this lazy mofo's get pudgy and shiftless. I will be the grand pa who can still keep up with the kids and then some. That is why you don't abuse drug till you get old. A good heart and body can help you counter act the side effects. Ice (meth, crank) can make you just as hyper as little Johnny and run just as fast as that little nose picker can.

3 comments:

Denotsip said...

AMEN!!! i will have 2 weeks off starting the 30th of march, so we can return to being the dungeon rats that we once were! Throbing pectorals and arm-agedon, here i come!

honkeie2 said...

Woooohoooo, I even got my first tub of cell tech last week!

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