Bbq wings. Indian styles noodles in red gravy. Coconut drink.
Whatever happened to the diet?
Anyway, i didn't get my usual stint yesterday. Hit the treadmill on Mon. But that's just a slow jog. He grew lazy. And I grew weaker.
For fucks sake, get your ass out of there!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Wholly COMOLLY!
I knew the hip abductions were a bad idea. Now, mr groin wakes my master up every morning. Man. I wonder how he rubs one out in peace.
Master just did shoulders with a little bicep curl. The weights at home can just do so much. Maxing at 15 kilos at the bar bell (read: EZ Barbell), it's kinda DAH-umb.
Though tomorrow will be better. Yeah. I better run 3.6 clicks of MAYHEM. Master, you don't give up on me. I won't die that easily.
I'll still die though. I mean, that's our known destiny.
Master just did shoulders with a little bicep curl. The weights at home can just do so much. Maxing at 15 kilos at the bar bell (read: EZ Barbell), it's kinda DAH-umb.
Though tomorrow will be better. Yeah. I better run 3.6 clicks of MAYHEM. Master, you don't give up on me. I won't die that easily.
I'll still die though. I mean, that's our known destiny.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Running.
Running. Love that sensation. Until I rupture that is. Blogger is getting better at it's UI. But that's for another day. I updated the blog. Just in case lost souls come stumbling in confusion, as always, an About Me page. And then, I got a calendar to detail my workout.
Ball is rolling. YEAH!
As like all ventures, projects, plans... blah blah blah... We gotta have a goal or something. SO here it is.
He got a pair of Vibrams weeks ago when I was in pain. Thought a 180 bucks 'barefoot shoe' could heal me. So that was what we thought. Though others have better luck, it's not all clear blue skies on my side of the lawn.
Ran in the morning today. Got up at 830. Stayed in bed till 9 just because I can. It's chilly sometimes at night when torso selfishly took the blanket away. SHEESH. Being the second run, I was really hoping it would be better. In fact it was! Ran faster for 2 clicks. Only slight residual pain in final 400 metres. But stopped at the 2.15 mark, according to my app that is. Man, technology is NOT that reliable.
Same kind of pain at 2.15. Near the balls, at the topmost. It's striking. With that kind of pain you just have to stop running. And when it occurs when I am lifting off, it's just pure suffering. Bleagh.
Ball is rolling. YEAH!
As like all ventures, projects, plans... blah blah blah... We gotta have a goal or something. SO here it is.
- Run normally without me being in PAIN. BAHHH.
- Complete 10km within an hour. Don't laugh.
- Healthy mind and body and soul. Ahhhhh.
He got a pair of Vibrams weeks ago when I was in pain. Thought a 180 bucks 'barefoot shoe' could heal me. So that was what we thought. Though others have better luck, it's not all clear blue skies on my side of the lawn.
Ran in the morning today. Got up at 830. Stayed in bed till 9 just because I can. It's chilly sometimes at night when torso selfishly took the blanket away. SHEESH. Being the second run, I was really hoping it would be better. In fact it was! Ran faster for 2 clicks. Only slight residual pain in final 400 metres. But stopped at the 2.15 mark, according to my app that is. Man, technology is NOT that reliable.
Same kind of pain at 2.15. Near the balls, at the topmost. It's striking. With that kind of pain you just have to stop running. And when it occurs when I am lifting off, it's just pure suffering. Bleagh.
Welcome.
"I am Jack's raging bile duct."
If you know that line from a movie, that's great. You deserve to be here! Hello. My name is "Zul's Plantar Fascia". My owner is Zul and originally, I wanted to put it as Jack. But then again, Jack don't own me.
I'm on the verge of rupturing. Just because he put on an old pair of NB shoes and ran like Forest Gump. What the hell was that for? Anyway, thought it would be 'kewl' to document my final grim ghastly days. After all, our generation seems to be trigger happy on blogging and twitting the smallest of things.
Oh oh, I am a muscle that stretches the arc at the sole of his right foot. Bet you didn't guess that? Haha.
Feel free to add some input in the comments. I mean, that's what it's for anyway. And try to give some name for yourself? Like Captain Underpants for example. Don't leave it anonymous. Kinda lame.
So here it goes.
Zul's PF still in pain.
If you know that line from a movie, that's great. You deserve to be here! Hello. My name is "Zul's Plantar Fascia". My owner is Zul and originally, I wanted to put it as Jack. But then again, Jack don't own me.
I'm on the verge of rupturing. Just because he put on an old pair of NB shoes and ran like Forest Gump. What the hell was that for? Anyway, thought it would be 'kewl' to document my final grim ghastly days. After all, our generation seems to be trigger happy on blogging and twitting the smallest of things.
Oh oh, I am a muscle that stretches the arc at the sole of his right foot. Bet you didn't guess that? Haha.
Feel free to add some input in the comments. I mean, that's what it's for anyway. And try to give some name for yourself? Like Captain Underpants for example. Don't leave it anonymous. Kinda lame.
So here it goes.
Zul's PF still in pain.
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