Monday, September 18, 2006

BEHOLD the never-ending stairs...

you can hardly see the end in sight. quite the torture chamber, dun you think? after this climb, i can skip the stairmaster and aim straight for everest. consider this part of the training.

i am shack. those raccoon circles have more or less 'chope' their permanent resting place under my eyes.
no, i take that back.
God oh God, i hope against hope they'll dissappear.

should i take my nap or time my 2.4? but the stadium is so far away and it closes at 8:30. and by the time i finish this, the cows would have come home and gone to bed.

there's a fitness assessment in school this week. i'm tempted to sign up for the napfa test assessment. i wonder how i'd fair after all these while. sign up and pit myself against the cyborg pe department? with muscles the size of ireland and bodies as beefy as bulls? then again, maybe not.

decisions, decisions...

r.z 7:15 PM  0 comments