The Machine

Got up around 8:00 a.m. on a mission. Went to bed night prior having delved into 'Awaken the Giant Within' again in the back of the book where Anthony breaks down 7 days of mastery and the physical got me pumped regarding aerobic verses anaerobic systems and their most effective utilizations. Now of course I train like a mad man every day yet still determined to take it way up, to ensure that I am in fact doing enough cardio so as to ensure that every time I do anything physical (which is everything), no matter what, my body is in fat burning mode, or, in other words, I'm in rip-roaring shape not just fitness wise, but health wise, which by his description is that all the systems of the body are running in the most optimal way. How's that for a run-on sentence, like I care. So I started the day with one black coffee (cut out creamer for pussies), and thirty minutes on the Eliptical on level 16, then did chest for 6 sets heavy. Had one bowl of oatmeal, mixed veggies and protein shake then to city by noon. Gorgeous weather, did five hours straight, top vocal screaming with only two interruptions. One was a brisk walk up to the Cranberry Cafe to eat a chicken breast with a girl named Aymie from Barking Fish Lounge here to meet with one of my music production companies, 4sight music productions, the other was when a girl decided to take a water bottle and dump first a considerable stream on the back of my underwear, then to proceed to do the same in the front. At that point I took it and shot it in her stupid ass face. She then came running at me full force, somehow thinking it was out of line to have to receive what she herself had dished out. For that, she, it would appear to the untrained eye, got jabbed in the face, yet I was merely keeping her off me. She probably got 3or 4 shots in my face before I grabbed hold of her fat neck keeping her out of firing range till a witnessed drug her ridiculous ass to the curb. I continued as usual and had several police come and asked if I were fine of which I replied, 'greatest thing that ever happend!' Held down the fort so that the skeleton crew of locals would not be perturbed by the cheap display of clearly lacking basic morality of 'don't f--k with people unless you wanna get f--ked with.' Then did a quick undie change and washed the blood off my hand. When I left around 5:00 I still felt like I'd just got there. Inexhausible!!! Got home and read 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue' for about an hour and a half, had steamed chicken and broccolli, then went back to the gym for another thirty minutes on level 16 and then just freaking hammered chest again, back, arms and abs (was slammin' 70 pound dumbell curls). Did a radio internet interview, now this, and going to wrap my head around some Emerson.
A couple summers ago I had a group of teenage boys get those massive water maching guns and out of no where totally assalted my ass big time, I was so pissed. They did it several times over the summer, I only chased them once. Can you imagine what that looked like.