Well, the season has chilled, and pretty much I’ll be doing my workouts inside for the next few months. That means that my dedication to the dumbbells — free weights not the ones I tend to date — are back on my morning agenda. I enjoy lifting. There’s a good pain to it. There’s an after burn that increases muscle mass and burn fat. I’m easily distracted from the cable pulls, the weight racks, and good girl/bad girl machine, but I come back.
The other night I was having a beer at one of the microbreweries around town, and I noticed that the bar keep had really great sleeves. Then, I noticed that his forearms were as big as my upper arms. Damn. I want that. I can have that. It just takes work and eating right. Oh yeah, and getting plenty of sleep. I don’t do that one all well in the least. So with the start of the new year, I’m starting a whole new routine in front of the mirror — except when I’m lying down on the bench.
And I’m also back on the stability ball. I’ve missed it. I’ve missed the crunches and the Russian twists. Hell to be honest, I’ve missed both the captain’s and Roman chairs.
Oh yeah, the ink. Maybe. Don’t worry, I need the dragon for my chest and the Jack Skellington for some body part or other. The full sleeves might come. Or they might not. I’ve not decided yet. But I’m still alive and kicking and while that’s the case, there’s always room for more.








