the game of the year is a sunday matinee game. this season i’m on the jabba lineup instead of the chicks, though i will always see myself born and bred chicks. it was a super fun game between the controlled rivalry. this will be my third hockey game within twenty four hours and i may not have played if it wasn’t for the game of the year. my quads were absolutely fatigued when i woke up this morning after two game night. all i want to do is stay in my compression pants and not move
third last game of the season for fishsticks so filling the scoresheet is what i needed. i did exactly that tonight, taking the lead in my bet with a one goal two assist night. i was tired heading into the game having worked from nine to eight with a two hour gap in between teaching shift and promotion test, but not so tired after such good production. i’m sure i’ll feel the fatigue even more tomorrow trying to wake up for my 7:30am shift after a late game. i’m just happy that i feel like i’m rounding into form again as playoffs are ramping up.
i had a lot of trouble sleeping tonight. what makes me such a good victim for people to hurt and take advantage of. i guess my feelings can be swept aside, guess promises can be broken, guess what i like or don’t like doesn’t matter anyways. at first i didn’t think i was fat but being repeatedly called that makes me believe i am indeed fat and repeatedly makes me skip meals. even after long days i force myself through the fatigue to come here simply cause i can’t eat unless i exercise. today is one of those days where i’m feeling completely burned out from a fifty eight hour work week but still dragged myself to workout because my dinner is not yet earned
slowly but surely my back is able to lift a little more with a little less pain. i’ve been pushing and testing the water for the past two weeks and now i’m almost back to my normal weights. still have to stay away from some lifts and movements until my range increases, but something is better than nothing. my limbs are fatigued but very happy with what my body will allow me to do. getting a head start on the presents i received from mo. he knows my interest within sports and my preference for leisure reading. doms already hit me; i’ll sit back and enjoy my new toys while my legs continue to tear itself apart