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Mama mia, Papa pia, Adam had to …

January 28, 2012

I didn’t push through my last two sets as much as I could (and should) have, but I got through them. It was cold again this morning, damn cold. Between that, the big dinner I had last night and waking up later than I’d planned, I got to teach myself a valuable lesson — You should always take a shit before running.

I didn’t have a brown out during the run, but my stomach was rolling enough that my mantra was, “Don’t shit yourself, don’t shit yourself, don’t shit yourself …”

You know how your muscles tend to vibrate when you’re on your last rep of a final set? Well, everything from my sternum to my asshole felt just like that. In a recent post I mentioned needing to step up my mental discipline. If you were to ask me today, I’d say it’s stronger than I thought, as I was able to avoid playing the part of Little Brown Riding Hood, leaving a trail of used breadcrumbs through the woods.

All’s well that ends well though, or rather, all’s well that ends up in the toilet bowl and not in my pants.

Now it’s time for some breakfast and some music and waiting around on Google to verify that I own this website. Hopefully, will soon be an actual working address, but Google is being extremely unhelpful as I try to use their software to make it so.

The phrase “We must go on” is applicable in many situations, and mine this morning was no exception. With that in mind, here’s the new Pretty Lights video.

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