Working out used to be the next best fad to me. It would happen sporadically like every other month and I would say...hey I want to workout now! After the 15,000 time quitting...215 pounds...my dad; a personal trainer, giving up...I finally just said I am going to change. 2011 was the year that I made this decision now dancing and working out is embedded in me. This is my journey...
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Same ole Same ole
Now I am definitely putting myself in a rut...Ya I was doing good...I mean damn good for those two weeks...oh well that is gone...or was it a week...no matter...I have a race to run...8 miles on Thanksgiving and I am in no way ready for the shit...Okay got mad at my dad that while back and my workout plan aint been the same...I could have signed up for three miles...but I aint no punk...but now I have like 7 spider bites ya and I might not be able to do it anyway it go...shit knowing my pride I might just walk the eight just to say that I can do it...
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