The Journey

A shutter.  You get shivers down your spine.  Your teeth chatter with the coming breeze.  It’s a change of season and your old sweaters now become your best friends.  You put on more and more clothes to accommodate your body.  It’s change, but it’s just different.  It’s not worse.

I welcome the cold.  The time when the gym is actually at its quietest.  All those "wannabes" finally get the hell out, and there is room to actually breath again.  I welcome this change because as seasons come and go, I grow stronger and wiser.  I leave old relics of myself behind and learn new and exciting ways to create pain and anguish on my body. What fun!

You can go cuddle up at your fireplace with your christmas wreaths and your halloween costumes.  I’ll take my chances with the bitter cold crushing iron.  I’m an addict.  I can’t get enough.  Hot or cold, whatever temperature it is, I’m there busting my ass, taking it to the next level.  Never satisfied with "just o.k."  I’ll give it 100% or nothing at all.  I’ll slip into my hoodie and my skullcap, and make my own way.

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