Well-a-day. . . (-3#)

WTF BODY, MAKE UP YOUR MIND.  Something works, something doesn't work.  Good results, yes, but you confuse the shit out of me.  Between Monday and Thursday, I gain a pound.  Between Thursday and Monday, I lose 3.  How does that make any sense at all?

Oh well.  In other news. . .

So yesterday i'm on the elliptical, and one of my favorite insturmental pieces spins out of Pandora, "Just Like You Imagined".  Now, I love Nine Inch Nails, but their insturmental pieces can be transcendant because they're so invested with emotion.  This one really spoke to me as I was pounding out the reps.  It always means something different every time I listen.  This time it starts out with that trepedation - just gained a pound after a big week of loss, i'm not sure how it's going to go.  It builds though, that pressure inside me to succeed, so I decide to go for it.  I start laying into it, and it feels right.  So I put on a little more.  I'm really grooving into it now, i'm getting a vibe rolling, so I pour on a little more.  Then that frollicy piano bit comes on about 1:30 and it's the peope I know who could've been so much more and weren't saying this will never happen.  Then there's that choral crescendo leading into the massive brutal build up at about 2:30 and for the next 45 seconds i'm breaking down every false barrier they put up in front of me.  Then it's time to slow it down, come back to something a bit smoother.  I'm fine, time to come down on Edge Hill with Groove Armada.  Just a cool maintain-the-pace-and-run-it-till-you-can't-run-it-no-more kinda groove.  And it worked.  Great.  10 minutes down, bring on the next song.

Rule #5 - make everything you do cooler than it actually is in your head.