I have to get this off my chest. I've been following a training protocol since November, I can only eat meat, eggs, and vegetables, and I am in the best shape of my life (I'm only 18 tho...). There's still a ton of room for improvement but it's very promising.

American Psycho :)

What needs to get off my chest is I need to warn you guys about gluttony. Very bad. Actually, I would prefer to get it out of my stomach than off my chest now that I think about it. I have one hour a week (usually Friday or Saturday), where I can eat whatever or however much I want. Today, I totally pigged out. In an hour, I ate as many calories as Michael Phelps does in a day. Yeah. Except I only had a half hour of exercise. Not eating for a week sounds really good right now considering I had to crawl to get to this chair my stomach hurts so bad.

GLUTTONY = BAD

BAD = NOT GOOD

NOT GOOD = USUALLY DETRIMENTAL TO YOU IN SOME WAY

USUALLY DETRIMENTAL TO YOU IN SOME WAY = I'M NEVER GONNA DO THIS SAME THING AGAIN

You'll never get away with this, Black Helmet Man! You are bad! You are bad and we are good! Your badness will be the end of you, and our goodness will be our triumph! Bad is bad - good is good! Bad-bad-good-bad! Good-good-bad-good, bad! Good.

Yeah. And I'm leaving this as a testimony to ya'll  that I won't ever pig out this much again. Emphasis on too much. I have definitely learned my limits. And I went waaaaaayyyyyyyy over them. It's like comparing a GameBoy Color to whatever the newest creation from Nintendo is. (I'll add pictures to this post l8r this weekend, I need to fall on the floor and writhe in agony for ANOTHER 6 hours).

Story time

You know the TV show Adventure Time? Well this post has nothing to do with it. Sorry for getting your hopes up.
I was also thinking about a song by The Goo Goo Dolls called "Let Love In".

But I do have a story to share...

Three men come to the door of a house. They knock on the door. A woman comes to the door, and she tells the three men that her husband is not home, so they will have to wait till later to come back. The men tell her they'll come back later that evening.
Her husband gets home.
An hour later, the trio of men knock on the door. Knock. Knock. Knock. The husband, the wife, and their daughter all go to the door to answer it. The three men explain that the family could only invite one of them to go inside.
The three men were Wealth, Faith, and Love. Almost immediately, the husband calls for Wealth to come in as they have been in bad circumstances for quite some time. At the same moment, the wife calls for Faith to come in. The couple starts to argue, when the wife notices a tug on her shirt. It's her daughter.
And she says, "Why don't you let Love in?"
And with that, the couple let Love come inside the house. All of a sudden, all three men come inside, and the couple is surprised.
Love says, "When you invite Love in, you invite everything into (y)our home."

THE END

Twue Love

I was curious...so I decided to look up what many different faiths beliefs in marriage were and instead found a story about what 'true love' really is...

Well, it went something like this, I can't find the story again...

A friend of a friend (and now this is 'random person's online's friend of a friend'), had recently gotten married around age thirty after about two years of courting (dating). Just a few months into their marriage they went to a fair/carnival type place. Boy I bet they regret that decision (I personally love these; my city has done one every year expect for lasteryears ago for whatever reason).

Well, somehow the husband ended up falling out (I can already think of more than fifteen ways this coulda happened...). He ended up going to the hospital and became a quadriplegic.

Now, this is the cool part. They were in what this lady called 'true love' (everyone's definition of true love is different but I believe that this is a pretty good definition of true love). The guy's wife changes his diapers and everything whenever it's needed. Remember, they're in their thirties. That's a ton of diapers. Along with the fact that they can't do things that 'normal couples do'.

So...for anyone asking if they are really in love, you should simply ask yourself this question: Would you be willing to change your spouses diaper forever if they lost function of most of their body just a few months after marriage?

It's a tough question...but do know that you can get over it (I learned that with my grandpa)...well, you can get over the changing the diaper part pretty easy, the smell is hard to get used to (all you with kids know what I'm talking about (yup, I can say I've changed all my nephews diapers...)).

By the way...here is a FANTASTIC song by Parachute called 'Forever And Always' off their album 'The Way It Was'...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dt3BFy9w_NI