Vrijdag!

And Friday finally rolls around. this guy, big fan of Fridays. Stared off the day just like every monday and friday around here. Set my alarm for 8, hit snooze till abut 8:50, jump out bed when my lazy ass realizes its 8:50 and i have practice at 9. i get up and headed over to the chase village main office. this is the building we all meet at before practice. i make sure i grabbed a delicious cookie before we head out, this more often then not constitutes my breakfast. unfortunately, on this day of days, that was a horrible decision. let interject here by telling you they have these fresh baked cookies out every morning and they are freakin AWESOME! they got these double chocolate ones, oatmeal raisin, white chocolate macadamia cherry, all ridiculously, unnecessarily, diet ruiningly AWESOME. but today the sneaky bastards had a new cookie, some hip new cookie for the fall season, some cinnamon pumpkin abomination.
let me make this a little more visual. you see this moist, warm cookie. steam rises from it in the cool autumn morning air. soon your salivating uncontrollably, anxious to devour this little treasure that brightens your every morning. you open wide to take that first bight. but unlike the mornings of past, you experience a new sensation. instead of the usual oral euphoria that overcomes... vomit. straight up vomit in your mouth. WTF MATE! thats not what i signed up for man. not cool. anyways, i pawned the rest of the cookie off on one of the other guys with my suave intellect. "hey man.. you try this new cookie yet? its pretty good." sucker.

so from this juncture, the rest of the morning when as per usual. 40 minute run over to hayward. i hoped on the bike for the first 20 to warm up the achilles and then finished up with 20 more minutes over to hayward. you can get there in about 10, but we loop out to get the extra time. once we got there its the usual, sit around and stretch lackadaisically talking about the latest in runnerspace news. today big topic, bloody penguin, and the technique vs. luck debt of getting a high score. i say luck, pure and simple. after this we actually do some good stretching before we get into our hurdle drills. spend about 10 minutes on those and then another 10 on regular drills. then its time for pillars, but today we did strides first and then did pillars in the weight room. we had 6 forward and 3 backwards stride, but this little piggy had none.. cause his Achilles tendon is a homosexual. we went over to the weight room and got in some good pillars. pillars are basically all these different crazy.. things.. i dunno what to call them. but there great core work. after that we just do our lifting for the day. i usually stick around a little long to get in some more abs. once thats done its just a 20 minute run back to chase to veg out for the rest of the day.

Around 4pm i go to the fitness center to get in my extra cardio in. went for 50 minutes on the bike. watched a pretty good episode of law and order while doing it. some one got murdered, it wasn't the person they thought it was about 5 times and after the 6th plot twist, they realized it really was the person they though it was the first time. shocking. i was gonna stick around and do some more abs, but there were these 3 asian kids and a tall white guy in the corning talking about all this pseudo meat head talk. "dude, these curse are like totally awesome. look how awesome i'm doing them" "no way dude, i saw some guy, doing these killer push up. i'm gonna do like 400 of them right now." "MUSCLE MILK!!!" sadly, they were all, except for the fat friend, scrawnier then me. which is kinda impressive in its own way, you must actually try pretty hard to be that scrawny. but back to the point, it was annoyingly obvious they were trying to impress the marginally attractive girl, at best, on the step master on the other side of the room. at this point in time i could feel myself getting dumber just by hear them in on ear and the 73 plot twist on the next episode of what seems to be TNT's daily law and order marathon event of the year, in the other. i bounced with authority.

yadda yadda yadda.. i found a 6 pack off beer magically in front on my bedroom door and i have no idea where it came from. yadda yadda yadda.. i wasted some time. its down to a three pack. yadda yadda yadda.. i wrote this and went to bed.

AM: 20 bike - 6 miles
35 running - 5 miles
core/abs/lifting
PM: 50 bike - 16 miles



after re reading what i just wrote. i'd say theres a 70% chance i'm schizophrenic.

-schizophrenia most commonly manifesting as auditory hallutionations paranoid or bizarre delusions or disorganized speech and thinking