King Kong Who, You Mean King Horn Right?

Tuesday August 2, 2010
Post-Workout

You wouldn't believe who I went out with today. Well I wouldn't say it was a date. A date usually includes enjoyment and fun. This date included pain, straining and lots of laughs. Not with me but at me. If you thought King Kong was fierce wait till you workout with King Ryan Horn. Don't let his blond hair and dreamy eyes fool you. His is nothing to play with. They say, "Once you workout with him, you'll cry." I've seen it with my own two, lol. Anyways my personal 1 on 1 workout with Ryan was at best: yeah. If I could take the pain I'm feeling from one of my azz cheeks and give it to you, you'd know what I mean.

I'm so tired and sore already and I just finished my 2 hour workout 3 hours ago. And might I add that today's workout was ridiculous! Totally sick! My butt, shulders, abs, butt again, hurt like a midget on a growth spurt. Sorry if you're a midget and offended; i guess that's two strikes. In any case that's why I affectionately changed the day of the week originally called "Monday" to "F-U Monday's". From the beginning the weights said, "Yeah I'm kinda gonna kill you today, don;t take it personal." My body is on fire. My bodies like burning up... *breaks into song..

Before I went home I realized that I had no food. Oh yeah I completed that workout with just 2 bottles of water in my system. Not a good idea; do not try that at home kids. In the grocery store I looked delirious; something out of Lord of The Rings. My legs weight 100 lbs, my back ached and let's not talk about my azz! Shuffling, sliding and swaying from side to side, up and down aisles I looked for food. Then it hit me, "Get some frshly sliced meat and cheese. Yeah, cheese and meat!"After waiting in the deli line for almost 30 mins, I was able to purchase some sliced chicken breast and some provolone cheese. I was not a happy camper. Today was not my day. It felt as if everyone I knew was in Kroger. And if you've ever been to Kroger on campus you know how slow people can be. On top of my cheeks burning like tiger balm caught in my tights, I was extremely tired. I ended up spending 40 bucks on meat, cheese, bread, milk, cereal oatmeal, pancake mix and Cheetos. Yes, Cheetos. Got a problem? Oh yeah I didn't think so.

After those shenanigans I am back home and all I have now to comfort me is my two chicken and cheese sammiches, a glass of water and my Cheetos. On top of feeling like someone performed a science experiment on the lower half of my body, I work in 2 hours for 6 hours. Gotta love being an aspiring pro athlete. You never a break until you get a break. I will definitely be hiding out in the back, trying to catch some zzzz's while at work. In the end today taught me a lot about myself once again. I will keep that for my personal memory log.