In basketball, anyway. A day after sucking it up like no one's business, I'm still pissed with myself.
I fell off the wagon when it comes to the diet; I have to get focussed again. I fell off the wagon when it comes to cardio; I have to get focussed again. I fell off the wagon when it comes to being, well, focussed; I have to get focussed again.
And thus, I am going to kill myself this week playing basketball and working it all out in my head.
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Saw Rozzymaboo again today as I conveniently "forgot" to give back her bag of food. Jen and Mike cleaned her up nicely. And I think I'm even a bit flattered, as she piddled when she saw me
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