Everything on me hurts. That was a fun weekend, but I'm glad to say that today marks the beginning of 30 days of detox. Its time to clean out the ol system. I've got to drop a couple hundred pounds and regrow some lungs. I know I've been talking the smack for a while now, but I think this round I may actaully have the motivation for it. Cheers.
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Hoo-ah. i'm rootin' for ya, bra. i'm gonna try to cut the dipping waaay back this next week. i wanna climb v5 by the end of the year, and i still'd like to race next season; and that ain't gonna happen at the rate i'm going. Hell, i'd like to see my children grow into mid-adulthood-ish, and i ain't exactly trajecting at a 45 deg. angle here. we gotta get some "tough love" accountability going on here.
Amen, brother!
I enjoyed the weekend that was forever ago. I am just now finding time to read up on yall's blogs. I am still amazed at the bloody marry's being mixed before breakfast was started. My last image as I was leaving was a block of frozen bacon in a frying pan and half burnt beer cans in the fire pit.
You have big muscles!
God Bless!
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