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Rolling down the hill snowballing getting bigger
An explosion in the chamber
the hammer from the trigger.

I can't remember the last time a Beastie Boys song popped in my head, but I was haunted by one during my entire workout. Not even the asstastic country music could dissuade it. It could be worse I suppose. It will die now.
Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down.
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground.
Into the blue again, in the silent water.
Under the rocks and stones, there is water underground.
Same as it ever was.
Same as it ever was.
Same as it ever was.

The Beastie Boys song is gone now. HOORAY!

Fuck.

I weighed myself first thing when I got to the gym. I'm below 160 lbs. now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What the hell? I've been eating like a pig, and I look like I'm gaining! I don't think I can eat anymore if i tried.
After a decent back workout, I hit the elliptical runner en force to break my personal record of 22 minutes. The timer starts at 30 minutes and counts down to zero. 30 minutes is the max. It got to the 8 minute mark (22 minutes) and I was still flying. I watched the tock tick closer to zero. I was anxious, expecting a prize...or strobe lights to start flashing and a banner to fall from the ceiling. It hit zero. It beeped: beep beep beep. And then...it began counting back up. 00:01. 00:02. 00:03. 00:04. 00:05. I said to hell with it and hit the sauna. Piece of shit elliptical runner.
I wanted a prize.

If I take another bite of red beans and rice I will explode.