Total = 3
Kind of proud of myself. Came home, tired from L.A. Decided to blow off the point and go to bed early. But I couldn't sleep. That damn point was eating me up. I kept hearing Champ's voice in my head "most of this is mental"....
So I got up at 9:30PM, put my running shoes over my blistery feet, and pushed 40 hard minutes out. I tried to do C-stuff twisties, and yes - they look ridiculous. However, it felt good. Followed this by 200 situps.
Thanks for all the shoe tips, I am going to work on this...
"She only speaks French, Roy. She doesn't speak imbecile" Guess the movie? Pony, u in?
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