of tears...I have been hitting it hard now for 26 days and the scale hasn't budged one bit...now im making maddd changes in the inches department I guess...I mean my clothes r fitting vastly different but shyte im tired...im doing two-a-days...fasted cardio in the a.m. and lifting 4x a week...im on a 40 day cycle...today is day 26...anyway can a chica please see an ab or mayb a bit less cottage cheese on my thighs or how about this...rather than seeing everything wrong I see what's right...life wise im in the midst of a lot of turmoil personally so the gym has been one saving grace...the gym...bodyspace & facebook...im just tired & mayb even pmsing a bit...im just gonna get my visor put my head down & grind it out...im not giving up this time I shall not b broken...I gotta remember to eat...I owe that to myself...I gotta remember to take my supps no matter how much I hate popping pills of ANY sort even those that r for my own good...I gotta remember to drink ALL my water...64oz is just not ok...and I gotta remember to buy some damn socks...its too cold here to not wear any like I prefer to do...being healthy is a choice & I kno for certain breaking & remolding the body I created out of pure laziness is truly one of the hardest things I have ever aspired to do...I guess that's y its taken this long to really get it done...I don't believe I have ever b4 now really believed it was possible even tho I was moving maddd wgt and even training for marathons...it just never seemed real...seemed like mine...seemed like me...(sigh)

u kno I could go on & on but im gonna end it here...I apologize for any typos as im typing this on my fone...yes I said my fone...when somethings on the mind they say its best to get it out (lol)

o man I forgot to even tell the tru purpose of this blog...its like a thank u to a chic @ my gym...hyde park ballys sport club...well I sat in the car for like 10 minutes trying to decide what I was gonna do. the gym closes @ 8 and it was 635...o AND I was tired as hell...anyway...I convinced myself with the help of a little natasha bedingfield that I would do a bit of cardio on the bike since I was sitting the parking lot...got inside and commenced to pedaling on the bike was like o this isn't so bad...was even contenplating hitting thre row machine for 10 minutes when I was done...and then she walked in...now this babe is just a regular babe...she wears a tonf layers like myself...from the old school of keeping it all covered so folks never really kno what ur working with...but she is truly a lifter...she lifts with this dude usually and long of the short they make power moves...they remind me of when I used to lift in indianapolis with my homeboys Gene & Jacquez & Syd..back when I used to make it my bidnez to front squat all the way in the hole & had a tru reason to use my inzer knee wraps when I was leg pressing or dead lifting...long of the short I truly respect this babe & she just reminded me that what I have done BEFORE is what got me here & kept me here which aint soooo bad but I wanna go to the next level I wanna b better than I am right now...so chica with the hat & the braided ponytail & all the damn layers of gear...good looking out girlfriend...I truly appreciate what ya do...and if u ever need a good foot in ya back im ur girl...one good show of love deserves another =)

peace & b well...