Morning of 3-5-6

…I’m doing it again.

I got myself nice and sore from deadlifts. I like that. I can tell my gluteus maximus is a little sore. It’s been sorer, so I’m not worried. I do note that my hamstrings are a little tight. I’ll be fine.

But yeah. Not wanting to do anything. Goddamn it. I’m glad I had a glass of water when I first got up, otherwise I probably would have no motivation to get off my ass. I don’t want to do anything. I just said that. Sigh. Meh, life. Does it feel like we’re always eating? Get up, EAT, do something, EAT, do more stuff, EAT, take a dump at some point, sleep, repeat. Maybe I should indulge in toaster struddels, like I did last Sunday. And I’m vaguely aware it’s only one “d” in struddel, but I prefer using two d’s. Because didn’t you know I’m Shakespeare? I invented english!

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Meh.