Okay, jogging sucks!
Yeah, this jogging shit ain’t working. I need to get drastic.
Waking up at feckoff-past-five in the morning isn’t the problem. Getting up is.
It’s almost impossible for me to get out of bed before seven. I can’t do it. So rather than trying to force matters, I’ll just accept it.
I’m not a morning person. Deal with it.
So it’s time to get drastic with this shit. I’m joining the gym. I’ll do spin for a bit, see how my body responds, and whether this shit is actually all worth it.
Because I can tell that this year, Saturday morning tennis with the Mouse is gonna be fecking brutal.
I need to be ready.
You know peeps been known to jog evenings? Keep at it, man.
Screw that, and get run over by one of these idiot Harare drivers? Hells no. I’ll do my running in the gym.
OGs Sports Club – every Friday 5:30pm – 4km or 8km time trial. perfect start to your running …
Ehm … I’m done with the running, if you can’t read. Also, what the fuck is with the disappearing act?
tuned y’all was bouncing to pick up sister – then she decided to NOT leave the other joint 🙁
Actually, you didn’t tell me shit, dude. LOL.
my burd 🙁
Yes, you took a phone call and last I saw, you were high-tailing it outta Dodge, hombre.