Sunday

Sunday I woke up and went to the gym and did bench press. I am getting used to lifting again. It really sucks and I think the main thing that sucks is you lift then you have this time in between lifts where I am trying to catch my breathe and just wait for the next lift, and it is an annoying boring time. I know I want to get fit so I have to put up with some crap to get there.

I cleaned the apartment a bit and I got a list of stuff I need to get done this week. I need to pay my cobra, pay rent, get a shower head, clean the bathtub, apply for jobs, still get some working out in, and do all this and try to enjoy it. I know one thing. I will have a better week than Paul Walker.


The Chiefs sucked. Mizzou was awesome. Sporting KC plays in the Championship next week and I caught a bit of the Mo West basketball game on the Radio.


On Saturday The Birdman asked me to hang out for awhile. It was great to see him. I also watched and finished up The Wire. There was a part in there that talked about a man's funeral and how his family is there, and also friends that were as close as family. I thought about The Birdman andThe Elder statesman how they are truly family.

I had a great Thanksgiving and I am ready to get back to work. I had a funny moment on the way to the gym the other day. I thought "Am I ever going to get a break? Am I going to allow myself a full day off?" I then answered my own question. When I have an awesome body and I have a zillion dollars and I have a good career set up, yes I will give myself a break. Until then I will keep on grinding. Now of course sometimes I have to take a break for my mental health, but if I am healthy I am going to be working on myself and getting better.