Today

I woke up in White Plains and I was angry at my best friend for what I considered insensativity. Then on the Metro North ride down it hit me that he didnt have any incling of what someone feels like after a fight. It doesnt matter that no one was a complete mess. If you hit, get hit and wrestle around on cement, you wind up bruised and you wind up with aches and pains. nBob is the only person I know who has never been in a fist fight. I don't think he and his brother ever got beyond the disagreeing shove. So how would he know how I feel today.
Asorbate my physical discomfort with the stress of having put down cigarettes and you got a very unpleasant individual. Surprisingly, I was able to take care of things that needed tending too.I need to take a 4 hour class for my Hack lic., it'll be done thursday and then I'll get to my follow-up to the biopsy. I get my results and I'll go from there.
The most incredible thing was that I made it to the ym. I got my lazy ass to the gym and had a good first work out.No, it wasn't easy. I had a hard time but I pushed myself. Anyhow, I'm home and blogging early cause I'm actually considering an early night. If I get my butt to the program and to the gym before mid day perhaps it'll make getting thru the day easier. Who knows? Today isn't over yet. What I do know is I need to get some rest. So, later!