You get tired, lazy and out-of-shape (well, I mean, I have plenty of shape. Namely of the round kind).
I hit the weights this morning for the first time in what seems like a crazy long time. And then I remembered how hard it was.
As well, I don't think it may have been the best idea for my basketball game in the evening. I was gassed and I missed all sorts of shots (not that that was a surprise or anything).
I gotta fight through this...
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And that's the thing with life. Sometimes it doesn't go the way you want it to. I guess I just gotta keep living more, and dreaming less?
(Have I met me?)
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