Sometimes you put something right in your head and no matter how hard you try life happens and you just have to regroup. That’s how this week feels to me. I did meal prep, I made a few workouts, the scale was up a pound or two on Monday, and I just did my best.
As I write this, I’m sitting in the car while West Chester soccer is playing on the field. Brett has not got in for the last few games. No one seems to know why including his teammates. I can’t really go up to the coach ask him why either at this point. It’s not my place. But it does have me scratching my head. The kid has a lot of talent. And it doesn’t stem from his ass sitting on the metal bench. I guess in this world no matter what age you are we all take our lumps and bruises. I would like to say that I am very proud of him for sticking with it, but at the same time if the coach is not going to give him a fair shake, why bother. I always thought that I would excel at anything if so I would just give me a fair shake. Super agent to the stars Billy Stott gave me a fair shake 19 years ago and look where I am with the bands now. There were other agents who would not even look at me. What a bunch of jackasses, I would have made them a lot of money.
So it is Wednesday. I did not weigh myself this morning. I got a new tattoo yesterday and it really is swelling up my inner arm. I’m dying. It usually throws my body into turmoil anyway. But I’ll see the scale in the morning.
West Chester lost, I went to Landmark Amerciana and had wings, It was 1/2 off apps, so winner winner chicken dinner. I get into the car and one of my front teeth just kinda falls apart. Not my day.
I am ready for bed. It’s time to put this day to rest.
I got some new ink on my inner arm. It hurt like all kinda hell this time around.
It’s just not a good spot. Crazy. But it’s Electric Mayhem the Muppet’s house band and I love them. Dr. Teeth and Animal just simply rock. Shane did an amazing job.
As of Wednesday (two days ago) I will no longer be working out with Doc Strong. He’s awesome and knows his shit. I think he showed me what I can do. It’s totally a stupid thing. They want to do electric bank transfer and I don’t want anything attached to my families bank account. I don’t even let the bank take their own load from their own bank account. I like to watch everything. I have to be careful with my money coming in and out because like many people, I don’t make the same thing every week. It doesn’t work like that for me. So it’s an hour a day in the care back in forth that I’ll have more time to do other things and I am going to take a few days, find a gym that I like and get a program together. Either way by Monday, I’ll be back at.
So it’s Friday and the scale was not my friend. I’d like to say it’s from the swelling and inflamation in my arm and tattoo but I know a lot of it is the fact that I didn’t drink my water, I didn’t take all my water pills and that I didn’t do too great with my eating. I didn’t go crazy but my meal prep was there. i just didn’t eat it. Today’s weight in was 309.5lbs. That’s gotta come back down under 300 and soon.
So I didn’t want to give you a blog filled of doom and gloom so the way my day worked for me is that I ended up needing to kill a little time an went to Bowman’s Tower outside of New Hope. A few years ago I tried to get photos from the top, It’s the highest elevation in Bucks County and 125 steps to the top. The final 23 are an old very tight spiral staircase and I would not fit up them. I was kinda horrified back then and luckily was by myself so not many people know it even happened. But today I rocked the steps, didn’t take the elevator and got to the top just fine. Fuck the scale. I’ll take the non-scale victory any day! This was a very big deal to me in tackling things that I couldn’t do but can now.
But I hope to have the scale co-operate soon. I have to get right in my head. Hopefully soon.
Thanks for reading. Have a great weekend!
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