the hate is running at an all time high tonight. it's mostly for reasons that don't concern scla, though the jumping rope guy almost got a landmine to the fucking forehead but I digress... this post is going to be dedicated to things I don't hate. because at this point in time I have to focus on those things. otherwise my head is going to explode. so, in no particular order here we go:
highland kitchen: because even though the waitress didn't bring me the right drink (twice), I know that I can go to bo and explain my drink and get what I want.
highland kitchen (again): because they make their own pickles. enough said.
(I love highland kitchen)
jason: even though he makes me absolutely bonkers crazy, he makes me laugh. and right now I need to laugh.
sling blade: because yes, even a disturbing depressing movie can be made into a comedy when jason is involved.
alison: because even though she is miles away, she still knows that wine, chocolate, baked good and most of all tequila will make me happy
chris howard: just because.
friends who remind you that they're there for you no matter what.
friends who share their sad stories with you and listen to yours and don't mind sitting in silence
steph and eric: for making "going elwell" into a verb and a blog post
all the people who donated money for my bike ride: your generosity astounds me. I love you all
my married former gym boyfriend: I know you think I'm crazy but thank you for taking the weight off the landmine for me because I was honestly too tired and out of breath to do it myself. and I refuse to not re-rack my weights. even if technically I have someone else do it.
LOST: goddamn you lost! I have no idea what's going on but I love you anyways.
tony: for making me into a gym snob and a lover of lifting heavy shit. it truly keeps me sane
the fact that my mind thinks in song. that doesn't sound right but you get what I'm saying. the song may be annoying at times and sometimes I have like songs battling it out in my head but I like that I "think" in music
and lastly, my bed: I love you bed. I hate that I have to leave you in 7 hours but I'll be back...
here I leave you with the song that has been stuck in my head all night
Friday, April 17, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
who needs spike when you have hate?
first off I apologize for being mia lately, I honestly haven't had much of anything good to say lately. been a bit of a downer and didn't want to spread my blahness on everyone else. I did have a blog post almost written last week, all about how pallof tortured me and I was bruised and broken but I just never got into it and then I got over the fact that my legs were green.
but I don't think I'm gonna get over tonight anytime soon. I fucking hate sports club la. I hate myself for going there and paying as much as I do to deal with douchebags. and again, I know that every commercial gym is going to be bad but I don't know that it would be as bad as scla. so tonight I have to do tb dl's paired with neutral grip seated rows. then this stupid B1-B5 complex thing with little to no time to rest and I forgot my spike at work. but I tell myself that it's a deload week so I can just skip the spike this time. I KNOW! crazy right??
so I start my sets of dl's and get in one set of rows before someone jumps on the machine. annoying but whatever, I'll just wait. and THEN a trainer came over to me and said um hi, you need to put your shoes on, we have a rule about wearing shoes especially when you're around weights, and she pointed at the weights like I didn't know what they were and I must have made a face because she sort of backed up and I said I train barefoot all the time and I'll put my shoes on after I'm done deadlifting. without freaking out, I totally went elwell on her (thanks eric!!). her response was oh, really well ok they (I don't know who they were) told me to come over and tell you to put your shoes on. motherfuckers. either 1. she's lying about someone telling her to say something because she's afraid I'm gonna punch her or 2. someone was in fact too big of a pussy to say anything to me themselves. I'm going to go with a combination of both.
I am sure it has happened but how many people have dropped weights on their feet?? and do I look that retarded. god fucking help me if any of you thought well yes michelle you do look that retarded.
and what about the assholes that wear flip flops on the weight floor??? that's ok?? atleast I have socks on assholes. I hate everyone
so I am telling you that I did not need any spike to fuel my workout tonight. I had plain old hate to push me through....
stay tuned for an upcoming post on stinky people and how much I hate them. I can guarantee eric will hate me for what I write and NO eric doesn't stink...
but I don't think I'm gonna get over tonight anytime soon. I fucking hate sports club la. I hate myself for going there and paying as much as I do to deal with douchebags. and again, I know that every commercial gym is going to be bad but I don't know that it would be as bad as scla. so tonight I have to do tb dl's paired with neutral grip seated rows. then this stupid B1-B5 complex thing with little to no time to rest and I forgot my spike at work. but I tell myself that it's a deload week so I can just skip the spike this time. I KNOW! crazy right??
so I start my sets of dl's and get in one set of rows before someone jumps on the machine. annoying but whatever, I'll just wait. and THEN a trainer came over to me and said um hi, you need to put your shoes on, we have a rule about wearing shoes especially when you're around weights, and she pointed at the weights like I didn't know what they were and I must have made a face because she sort of backed up and I said I train barefoot all the time and I'll put my shoes on after I'm done deadlifting. without freaking out, I totally went elwell on her (thanks eric!!). her response was oh, really well ok they (I don't know who they were) told me to come over and tell you to put your shoes on. motherfuckers. either 1. she's lying about someone telling her to say something because she's afraid I'm gonna punch her or 2. someone was in fact too big of a pussy to say anything to me themselves. I'm going to go with a combination of both.
I am sure it has happened but how many people have dropped weights on their feet?? and do I look that retarded. god fucking help me if any of you thought well yes michelle you do look that retarded.
and what about the assholes that wear flip flops on the weight floor??? that's ok?? atleast I have socks on assholes. I hate everyone
so I am telling you that I did not need any spike to fuel my workout tonight. I had plain old hate to push me through....
stay tuned for an upcoming post on stinky people and how much I hate them. I can guarantee eric will hate me for what I write and NO eric doesn't stink...
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