TDetroit’s ramblings and nonsense

not sleeping

not eating

just laid out flat.

still functioning most of the time

biting everyone’s head off at the slightest.  irratible

might break my teeth by clenching them

haven’t been to the gym, but have done some home workouts

can’t seem to shake the unhappies

it would be real bad to not fix this within 3 days - really 2 days, because once friday morning gets here, it’s too late to fix it.

I have been invited to become a Twit-ter-er.  Now, as you know, I am shirtless here and therefore am not opposed to this whole social internet thingy-mabob-doohickey.  however, I aleady 360, facebook, tbd, myspace and bodyspace.  Not to mention ultimate guitar, bassmasta and youtube.  I think one more profile might be tooooo much.

The flip side is, if I get in now, TDetroit might still be available.

Then there is - who wants to be a twit.

But of course I might meet new people.

Or I might get confused.

then again, everyone I meet there will just become friends in all the other places, so it will be like a progressive party

but I have to upload a whole new set of images.

To Twit, or not to Twit.

I have an early appointment, and two afternoon appointments. 

so it’s an off day, though I might go bonzai on some 50 lb db’s before bed. 

I’ll try to eat good, but it will be cutting close to get to all the places today, I am planning to keep Marathon Oil in business for the next year all with one day of driving.

Went without carbs for most of the day.  Ended up getting a bit dizzy and disoriented about food - forgot to eat.  No problem, I am still on track.  Only lost 2 lbs - you goota believe those are the good pounds to lose.  going to do the pushups now. 

breakfast was a protein shake and omelette.  I’ll have a yogurt and protein bar after the pushups.

I made it back to 170 lbs.  Mostly protein, so I am bulking clean.  Lot’s of cardio, heavy lifting, and calestenics. 

I am keeping it low body fat and insisting that I can bulk.  Just eating a lot of protein and enough carbs to stay awake.  I’ve been hammering the yogurt and fish and shrimp and nuts and chicken and etc.  a bit of rice here and there.  watching the sodium. 

I have pics from a few weeks ago too.  I just need some time to get them posted.

Damn! forgot to turn of the alarm clock.  It went off at 5:45 on a Saturday morning.  Now I am awake.  What was I thinking.

Now, most people would just go back to sleep, and I am very tired.  However, the DOMS are burning.  Arms, legs, butt, back even my chest which never feels DOMS is getting a bit.  So now I am sleepy, and can’t sleep.  I can close my eyes, and even drift away, but then POW, I am back awake.  It’s like being dipped in bengay.

I should get up and get some protein and potassium, but it is 6:30 on a Saturday mornning.  I don’t want to do that.   I am hoping that babbling hear will make me sleepy.

I went yesterday morning, and had a good work out.  did squats and got to 3×10 at 225.  did the standing calf raises too at 155.

Last night was perfect pushups.  you know, you shoudn’t do laying overhead extensions in the morning if you are planning on a few hundred pushups at night.

So I went back tonight because there was nothing else to do with my time.  did some squats and a few things I haven’t done in a while. 

but while there, it occurred to me.  I am making a push for more mass.  These things tend to be decided for me, they just happen.  But I have been eating a lot more, cutting carbs a bit in favor of protein, and lifting heavier.  Numbers are up and sets are up.  Yup, I think that’s what it is.  I am pushing for mass.  Cool.

Mansions of tears.

Love is a fountain from which streams

A river of hopes, prayers and dreams

From this fountain of unending wet

Pours what all hearts want as of yet

When the fountain is broken

crashed, torn, shattered and smoten

from an ending of breath and soul

from an ending time to go

when the next place in life

calls a soul through the strife

to be in a place of after

to be with ever laghter

at the calling to away

when no soul  can stay

for travel beyond the here

to be a part of there

a home there must be built

with the tears here are spilt

a mansion of stones created

by tears never sated

each tear becomes a stone

and builders sent by the throne

to use each one of those tears

to build a mansion for years

for the parting will be long

while angels sing a song

a soul must there reside

in a mansion by seaside

each tear will be one stone

and the builders ever hone

that home near to the sea

where the soul lives free

in heaven there to reside

the loved one does not hide

for there the soul who waits

while the other below fates

two who death did part

who live with only one heart

given to each other in bond

though one is now beyond

one must make the tears

so the other may spend the years

in heaven high up above

a mansion made of love

with tears, each is a stone

the builders will build the home

for one to reside

‘til the other is by side.

working in the corporate world is soooo boring.  when you take a break, you go to the water cooler and talk about work.  But working for myself out of the house is soooo much better.  break time is pushups or dumbbells, or take the dog for a run.  think about how relaxed that is.  same amount of work, but more fun.

anyway, Dottie wasn’t sure how to handle the running together.  she wanted to pull and investigate everything.  but I was busy running.  she is getting used to it now.  today, she only pulled away a little bit.  she kept up with me most of the time and usually stayed on the left.

Maybe I can start going more than a mile soon.

Living in the country
getting some peace
a quiet place to reside
with life of ease

no ant hill labory
or rushing days
just a goose in my yard
and sunny ways

when the wind is blowing
and rain comes down
the pond drinks up water
there is no frown

for soon there will be sun
the grass will grow
with my barefeet I’ll walk
lady in tow.