Dear Diary,
You ever heard of the Dog Days of August? F***. What do you know? Your cousin Wikipedia says
"Dog Days" (Latin: diēs caniculārēs) are the hottest, most sultry days of summer in late August. Dog Days can also define a time period or event that is very hot or stagnant, or marked by dull lack of progress.
Now, those days were supposed to be over just a week ago, but I feel like I'm still in the midst of them on both the heat front and the lack of progress. I can't do anything about the heat, but the dull lack of progress is all up in my business at the moment. Not sure if I'm mentally worn out or physically tired, but I'm not getting it done. I'm still eating right, but I'm not getting in the same work out intensity. And I'd say that its not because I don't want it, cause I do. Maybe I just don't want the same routine I've had for the last few months. Somethings gotta give. And I don't want something thats gonna give me more weight, so shut the f*** up about the cookies. Today's gain was likely water again, but I didn't do nearly enough to burn calories. About 13 miles on the bike and about 150 push ups. Huh? Not gonna cut it? You're right, but I can cut you if you keep talking. Thats what the f*** I thought. Dog f***in days. And you're a b***h.
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