S2 E39 and 40: sunday

 Yeah a Sunday. So it looks like this is number 4 or 5 skipped then combined entries, started a job this week and it shook the post surgery, recovery foundational game I’ve been playing for so long. By the time i wrapped my head around everything it was Thursday and I’m like “ah fuck it…again…just fuck it again.” But since i woke up way too early and i have a doozy of a window before work i figured fuck it, here we go. Last week was just weird man. And not this one that the Sunday is attached to, epi 39.

Lots of appointments and lots of interviews. Honestly taking care your mental health feels like a job sometimes…never thankless tho. It do be out there servin purposes you know. In between everything was BJJ in the morning and at night. I’m getting on the mat on the 10th, it’s the three month surgery anniversary. Obviously not in a stupid way, no live rolling and shit just drill work while i keep putting emphasis on physical therapy and building some additional mobility and flexibility.

This week has been hectic. Started work, realize I’m outmatched as a fitness head by everyone i work with so I’ve gotta do some hella independent study to learn these supps and stuff. Uh, ok didn’t do a bunch of BJJ goings but that’s expected as I’m building a routine. But SQUATOBER HAS ARRIVED.

My PT blessed off on my working Max, Justin and I are getting after it in the mornings and Jesus Christ…0430 as a civilian with a job at 10 feels significantly different than a military 0430 lift.

So the so what. How’s life, how’re things, well dawg I’m kickin it. I’ve got two PMP classes left then i celebrate by flying off to Vegas and listen to sad music for 12 hours.

That sounds fuckin rad. Oh and edit because i completely forgot about something that struck me so positively i had to come back in and update. Ok, so yesterday im standing in the front room awkwardly looking out front waiting for the homies to arrive. In my head im like “this is weird, you’re being weird, imagine what people driving by think? Fuck you’re weird.” Then suddenly it hit me. Fuck what people think, these are my goddamned windows i can use em if i want. I want to sit and observe the world out front while waiting for my homies. And once i stopped thinking about what others would think of me, i enjoyed looking out the window.

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