Kickin tires
Its been a long time since ive had much of anything to say. aside from the usual updates in new living arrangements and employments and such, Id rather expound on an old love that ive rediscovered. I realized that its been years (almost a decade) since i last treated myself right. Regular workouts and proper diet have been a stock joke for me. (theyll remain so but i guess i too must fall beneath the juggernaut of self improvement) So yes im back on a diet, last time i went on the diet i lost 45 pounds, this time im aiming for a mere 25-30. Of course Ive gained 3 pounds so far on the diet, but i blame that on my reacquaintance with an old flame. I missed that feel of explosive strength i had back when i was invincible. The fast healing and the confidence that no matter what was asked i could do it.I miss the fire in the veins. Im not sure if 10 years of sedentary lifestyle (and a diet that should have complications), and 15 years of smoking (also quit) have had an irreversible toll on my well being. But im Going to find out. Its hard when you start after sitting for a long time to not go for the old benchmarks, that urge drives you to want to put the bar one notch higher. You want to explode on the room, scream your defiance at the years that have been beating you down. Make the world know that I RISE. But The time isnt yet, for now we fill the tank, start the fire that will spread through the veins. Dust off the gauges and oil the hinges. Let the beast mummur as it wakes, theres plentty of time to roar. Start it up and cough and sputter, spit your blood and feel the years flake off your skin like an old shell, a self you can no longer stand to have a part of you. I can taste that metal bitterness telling me its the right choice.
Its time to kick the tires.
Its time to kick the tires.