I entered the gym today feeling excited about my workout. It’s the fourth and last gym day of the week, my circuit training day. This is something that I’ve added into my regular weekly routine recently and it’s been a real nice change of pace. The thing about circuit training is that you have toContinue reading “Rantastic Gym Stories: Texty McTexterface”
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Progress Log: Week 11
Weekly Weigh-In 246 lbs. I’m glad to see that number starting to drop again. That makes 7 pounds in 11 weeks. In my photo over there, I’m actually wearing a smaller pair of sweats than what I’ve been wearing for the past couple of years. Not gonna lie, I’m eager to dig into my smallerContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 11”
A Taste of Antiquum
I know the place is right when Michael Kiwanuka’s “Love and Hate” comes on in the background. Sitting here in the Antiquum Farm tasting room, I look through the French doors that open onto the attractive stone patio at the front of the building. My fiancé is out there with two of her favorite ladies,Continue reading “A Taste of Antiquum”
bite
perhaps the skyline sparked my mind more than anything. jagged teeth, brightly pockmarked, with tiny, innumerable cavities, ripped into the night with no mercy. forget the twisted iron veins of Newark railways and the canal arteries clogged by tugboats turning profits, churning tiny whitecaps from their blunted prows. those brilliant parasitic lights will forever biteContinue reading “bite”
Progress Log: Week 10
Weekly Weigh-In 247 lbs. I haven’t dropped, which can be disheartening, so did a side-by-side below that shows me that I actually am making progress. I realized this week that I’ve been kind of dumb about my weigh-in day. I’ve been weighing in on the first day of each weekly cycle. This is kind ofContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 10”
sandwoman dreams
there could never be a time i cherish more with you than those few drowsy moments that rest between us as we slip into sleep not even the sunrise that illuminates the edges of your sleep-tousled hair in a brilliant pink halo or the breathtaking dawn of your smile can compare to the meltdown ofContinue reading “sandwoman dreams”
Progress Log: Week 09
Weekly Weigh-In It wasn’t the best week, folks. I weighed in at a happy 247, which was a good start to the week as I had dropped another pound (surprisingly). Unfortunately, between snow days, pay day Chinese food, and a Saturday filled with some much needed friend time that included donuts at the first stopContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 09”
stormfront
the view is barely clear from depoe bay today as i lean precariously against cyclone screened rails hurling popcorn at seagull squalls sweet buttered and salted they float for a second against a belligerent headwind, to explode, freed finally, like fragmented ideas in a schizophrenic mind, only to be snatched mid-air in a feeding frenzyContinue reading “stormfront”
reincarnation
locked in a quantum loop, time is relative to the timed, either bursting supernova stardust rain on harried heads or aching radioactive decay meltdown gold to lead iiiiinnnneeeeerttttiiia diverted attention past today’s dangling parchment particles of previous agendas rewound and sent again in polished packages, tomorrow’s present of anticipation bound in recovered, recycled polka-dot paperContinue reading “reincarnation”
Progress Log: Week 08
Weekly Weigh-In It was a good week. I weighed in at a static 249, which I’m pretty happy with, given all the non-diet friendly food I ate from Friday night through Tuesday. The beginning of the week started out great. I went and picked my son up from his friend’s house in Lebanon on SaturdayContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 08”