out of gas

So i didnt get to skate last night. I ran out of gas. Literally. My hybrid, gas-sipping prius actually ran out of gas on me. I guess its cuz I'm not used to filling it up during the week. I usually fill up every sunday in Indiana where gas is cheaper, but I forgot that I drove to Madison and back since then this week and it just slipped my mind. So I ran out of gas in the middle of a busy road right in front of a Highway exit. During rush hour. Oh yeah, I was that guy. So if it took anyone extra long to get on I88 off of Naperville road yesterday evening, my bad.

Today is a weights and road day. Good Times. My fat ass will be faded as hell, but I still feel like skating. Maybe I'll get Tony to ride with me after I cut his hair tonight. Tony is super-geeked cuz Oregon got like, 4 feet of snow or something and he is heading out there next week to ride. Lucky bastard.

Speaking of my fat ass, did I mention that at last weigh in I clocked at 218 pounds? Which is kinda good since my body fat hasnt changed any from when I was 184. Right? The problem is I need to get down to 178. I stopped with the creatine, which was hard cuz when you start getting all buff and whatnot its kinda hard to choose to stop. But I gotta think about the end result here. Its either get down to 178 or fight heavyweight. And I'm not fighting heavyweights. FUCK that! I've seen some of those cats throw hands and quite frankly, I'm too damn pretty.

I'm ramblin. I'll hit you back with the days training stats.