screener’s BodyBlog

ive been joggin,
ive been liftin,
and ive been crunchin and eatin alotta lunches,
jumpin drinkin thinkin,
to hoops coffee and all the things i want to do,
all the things i cannot do,
im just stuck in a rut lookin at butts,
wishin for the day my life doesnt suck,
sometimes i have good luck,
sometimes i dont know what im doin,
sometimes im doin and im just like, what,
pluckin away at flowers singin she loves me she loves me not,
training for power,
training for prosperity,
gaining on a slow speed,
losing from my greed,
and workin tediously,
expecting one day for my life to change miracuously,
as i turn the pages to chapter fifteenth,
i realize my life had changed,
now its rearrangged and things have changed,
and beneath im still a fool,
doctrines and docters,
lawyers and schools,
some people think im cool,
but i am lame i am tamed,
sometimes i feel im cursed,
sometimes i feel im gonna be in a hearse,
sometimes i feel im a little twearp,
but i believe i will find a brighter sky.

tapped a couple rims,
jogged a couple blocks,
changed my socks,
put on my favorite pants that got the messed up pockets,
chilled out and ate up,
picked up sixty pounds,
repped up to 16 on narrow grip bicep curl,
did some wrist curls,
thinkin about all kinds of girls,
breakin my back doin rows,
pullin up to 10 on my bar,
and crunched 4 sets,
and yet another day today my big workout for shoulders and legs.

today im gonna grab b-ball rims,
i like jumpin,
im gonna lift some weights,
i like pumpin,
you see if iwas a bee i would fly,
a bird an eagal a hawk,
but i am spawn,
darkness covered by light,
some nights you may see,
some frights in mornings may be,
emptyness from shattering my dreams,
i am a super hero,
making my way to the top,
somedays i cannot be stopped,
somedays i bring myself down to zero,
i try to catch myself when i fall im to young to die,
ive trained to hard.

i added calf raises on my small workout days,
so now they should start getting stronger anyways,
3 times a week,
im always on my feet,
i might lunge one week and deadlift the next,
i drink and smoke and dont really sleep,
both together might tax my body to much,
but ill have to see what it is i really do,
i really want to slam dunk on a hoop,
but i dont want to be on cruches,
such a mild dilema,
at least i dont need an enima.

well i skipped yesterday,
thats okay cause im gonna workout today,
sometimes i just get side tracked, sometimes i feel content,
i may get a beer, i may feel im in good shape,
it just takes me longer to reach my goal,
its not the best situation this i know,
sometimes i fell im losing weight,
sometimes i dont eat,
sometimes i dont have anything to write,
but i like to see everyone doin right,
i admire good physique,
and a good beat when im hangin out at night.

its monday and im starting my training week again,
hope to see some body changes,
but probly just the workout feeling,
posing in the mirror as the lighting changes,
changes in my attitude,
changes in my solitude,
changes.

today i have to rake some leaves,
big job, big cardio, big pay,
im liftin weights to,
maybe im gonna change my workout plan,
cause legs and back are to close together,
when u think squat monday and deadlift wensday,
i used to get hurt alot now i slack alot,
like deadlift every other week,
and i stretch alot too.

i love my weights,
stackin on plates about an hour after i ate,
i love how it makes me feel,
so you bet im gonna keep it real,
i love getting stronger,
so i can stay in bed longer,
i even love the way my weights look,
i just need a cook.