jchrisobrien ([personal profile] jchrisobrien) wrote2002-06-25 11:32 pm

Such a difference

a few hours make.

It was a pretty crappy day, no doubt. That's what I was thinking when I walked into the gym. I stretched, put on my headphones, and cued up Front Line Assembly. Then I climbed onto the treadmill. I pushed the speed up a little, to better synch my running with the beat. It worked out rather well, I think I've been running a little too slowly. I pushed the weights another rep or two as well. The result? An endorphin high that lasted several hours. I capped it off with a homemade smoothie and some Sir Mixalot, and the evils of the day were purged. Purged I say!
When down moments come on me these days, it's doesn't even sound like the me I see in the mirror. It's the same old excuses and degrading comments I've been saying for years. Decades, even. But they don't even apply anymore. They were from a different place and time, far removed from the reality of the now. My body isn't the same. My mind isn't the same. My life is far different.

And I have some sweet new shorts!

[identity profile] cosmicserpent.livejournal.com 2002-06-25 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Are you saying that I provided evil?

Hooray for shorts!

[identity profile] rojagato.livejournal.com 2002-06-25 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
And I have some sweet new shorts!

I should have insisted on that commission.

disection

[identity profile] c-i.livejournal.com 2002-06-25 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
at this moment i was cataloging people in my life that share "the darkness".
the real darkness, not depression or sadness...thats just too easy. its a special catagory for the productive, good natured, who have way too much to offer but somehow end up smothering their own selves. i am basing this on my self and you were on my list. i dont mean this badly i swear.l i fuckin think the darkness is cool. embrace the darkness. it makes us live. it makes us move. it makes us kindred spirits.