Yesterday we received shots. For those who haven't had the pleasure of the Anthrax vaccine, it's rad and packs a decent punch (kind of like a dead-arm from Mayweather, when you have your gloves down at your sides and you're apologizing for a ill tempered head butt). Side note: Muscle Up skill work and a Pullup/Pushup METCON are a good chaser.
During our 1984 sheep herd through redundant medical and finance stations, I was able to crack open my copy of Lights Out: Sleep, Sugar, and Survival. Sad because learning about sunlight schedules, artificial light and carbohydrate craving during man made year-round Summer (AKA "put on your fat pad, Winter is a'coming") when trapped in a situation where everything contradictory is the accepted norm.
Sleeping is the coolest. It keeps me from being fat. Not being fat allows me to be productive (and aesthetically look the part of my profession). Being productive allows me to succeed (a matter of perspective). Being successful allows everyone else around me to have to work less...and maybe even sleep more. Did I just blow your mind up? I know.
On a positive note, hit the gym today with Owens, and he likes to throw down. If we can get our schedule locked down, and trimmed of unnecessary babble, we will definitely have the opportunity to transform during this thing. The tribe of followers we is already massing, and we have a chance to change people's lives. Legit.
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