what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

workin in coal mine, goin down down...

Yesterday I burned about 12,000 calories at work but only managed to ingest about 8,000. At the end of the day I wasn't thinking clearly or moving very efficiently. By the time I sat down after work,  I could feel my body eating itself. I felt like one of the bike racers in the Triplettes of Belleville with an emaciated upper body and inflated quads. Today I've got nothing to show for my labor but a stack of done jobs, rubber stamped and priced to go back to the clients.

Lather, Rinse, Repeat.

all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy

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iconoclasst said...

Damn, that description sounds like me. Helluva cold (flu?) nailed me for about a week and ate away muscle tissue and strength. Kept riding, so the legs are somewhat solid, but everything else looks like it was borrowed from a scarecrow. Sickness sucks.

Posted February 15, 2007 09:09 AM | Reply to this comment

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