One day turns to 2 - remembering the effects of a hazy college life
OK - I know I just bitched about days off - but the one turned in to two….here’s why……..
The Killers - my wife won tix and couldnt go because she was out of town. I asked one of my buddies to go with and we had some adult beverages prior to the show. I don’t drink very often any more so the 4 pre show beers hit me like a half a bottle of scotch and big ole’ fatty - or a bong rip in honor of Mr. Phelps - would have 10 years ago in the smokey haze of my sophomore year in college. Holy Shit - I felt like a stubling drunk bastard - no es bueno at all. We get to the show and we are sitting behing the biggest douche in the whole world - let me explain….. These are front and center seats - about 300 feet back front and center, and up in the nose bleed section…..in my opinion not the place where the "biggest fans" buy tickets. This douch was of course the "biggest fan". Watching this jackass dance was like watching a drunk money with CP - On top of this douches poor dancing skills his dirty whore of a girl friend was trying to give him a handy during his poor dancing - or maybe she was just attempting to distract him enough to stop the retarded jitterbug he was doing. The HJ attempt bothered me not a bit - it made the night more entertaining - and I don’t blame him for having a whore girlfriend - the lady behind us though felt the need to reprimand these 2 semi grown adults and let them know that they were blocking her view because she didnt want to stand up and watch her "favorite band" from the mile high section of the arena and that their love for one another was grossing her out. All of this excitement only encouraged me to drink more……and more……and more. After the show we headed to a bar that I built with a previous employer to have one more drink and of course the owners were there with numerous other "friends" of mine - the bar tab was comped and several drinks later I made it home. I woke up the next morning feeling like hammered shit…..it has been years since I have been that inbeveraginated. I guess drinking less for several years really affected my tolerance because the amount - according to receipts about 8 beers over a 7 hour period - would have had absolutely no effect on me 2 years ago - but alas no more - I shant drink again - .NO, not ever…….at least not this week…..either way, that’s the story of how one day off turned in to two.
Did heavy legs today - pretty happy with the weight I was pushing - I really need some deadlift work though - squats too - I am going to be focusing on these 2 exercises more in my leg workouts - any tips you may have are more than welcome……I hope you enjoyed the above story - and oh yeah, I took a cab.
