Day 2

I've realized that the only way I am going to get the most out of life is by eliminating or limiting my intake of alcohol. Last week Mike (our trainer) mentioned that he quit alcohol for going on five weeks and it virtually eliminated what little fat he may have had which I think was a myth. This man is perfect in every way.

I got home the night prior from work, b-lined for the bathroom and when I got out lo and behold there was a friend of mine with a case of beer. Just a few turned into a lot and I got so drunk I passed out. Shamefully I overslept to three o clock yesterday, completely no called no showed my work shift which I have yet to answer for and had to scramble last minute for a Dodgeball tournament I was going to host for the local Air Force base.

Despite the last minute scrambling all went well. I learned a valuable lesson: when you're the leader of anything, you have to hold yourself to a higher standard, show a little more discipline and professionalism. People are stepping up to help me and have been, I cannot let them down. I will not let my consumption of alcohol do that to me again. The event was a success and with great significance: I can confide in others to run multiple events at once. Great day for Tucson Dodgeball despite my irresponsible actions almost working against it.

This morning I woke up almost dreading the session, still tired and wanting to sleep I dragged myself out of bed and got "the stuff." Carlos, who is training and working out with me said he needed the powder. Took the Spark, got my ass kicked and still feel like if needed, I could go on a run. As I type this, I shake with the damage I've done to my muscles but the energy accumulating within. I want to throw things, jump around. I feel amazing.

Placebo or not, this must've been what I needed. I can't wait for the other shit I ordered to come in. Hopefully it comes in today but for sure before my Dodgeball tournament on Saturday. People are going to get wrecked.