WHAT IF

Well its day two and I am still wasting my time writing on this thing. The question does remain as to why is it that I am writing here? Maybe it is my ego. Im not going to lie, humble is certainly not my middle name. I definitely take pride in being able to be better than others at what I do. I thrive on competition, and this definitely lands me in trouble sometimes. That said, my competitive edge is certainly not something that I would ever change. I feel this competitive edge is what drives me and makes me who I am. As most of you know I love to train. I am a self-proclaimed endorphin addict. I live to push my limits, and therefore I frequently find myself flirting with the threshold between pushing hard and injury. Some may believe this to be stupid, they say that I should just take it back a notch and relax. For me this simply wouldn't be satisfactory. I was talking to Billz and KG about this the other day on the run and Billz agreed with me. For me, satisfaction only comes knowing that I pushed myself as hard as I could, even if it exceeds my limits. This leaves me sure of one thing, ill never have to ask myself the question "what if?"

Its just hair

First of all i would like to start off by welcoming you all to my blog. Hope you all enjoy reading, and if you dont then quit wasting your time doing so. I would like to note, however, that creating one of these things is a pretty big pain in the ass, that or I just really suck with computers. Also, if you dont enjoy reading what I'm writing, you can blame Jon Grey cause hes the asshole who convinced me to make one of these things in the first place when I should really be studying for my French Quiz tomorrow.

So now comes the hard part I guess, finding something to write in here that is interesting enough to get people to read it, yet is not horribly offensive. I guess most people just write about there day and shit that happens to them. In all honesty, I can't explain why anybody would read one of these things, however I do admit that I have read a blog or two in my time.

Well here we go, I woke up this morning kinda early after what turned into a somewhat interesting Tuesday night when Eric, Adam and I all went to the Green Leafe for pint night. There were few people in the Leafe last night, surprise surprise, as it was a Tuesday and for these two recently turned 21 year olds and myself, pint night quickly turned into pitcher night. Arriving home at my computer last night after requesting that Kyle make me ants on a log I found an email from my epidemiology teacher containing a problem set that would be due today...just what my mind needed last night. Needless to say waking up this morning was less than fun, but I did manage to finish it before French.

French class was pretty uneventful, i pretty much just sat there all period thinking how stupid it was to drink on Tuesday night, the night before the busiest day of the week for me. Luckily though I didnt have to put the homework on the board like I did last class. Issues and Health passed pretty quickly and after Eric and I decided we would meet at 130 to ride bikes. After eating lunch with Kyle I sat and stared at the phone, waiting for Eric to call off the ride and sure enough the inevitable text came at 107, sweet, nap time for Greg.

Waking up from my nap I felt a little better so I ventured over to the gym to continue with the pullup program I am working on (The Armstorng Pull-up program) in hopes of getting 20 for my next PFT. As I was doing my pull ups I saw Billy out of the corner of my eye. He greeted me with a friendly wave of his middle finger and i acknowledged with a nod. After a little while in the gym I decided fuck this and called Kyle who was about to do some errands and he drove me back to the dorm. At the dorm I decided I had some time to kill till dinner so i rode the rollers for an hour, not as good as a ride outside but better than nothing. After this Kyle and I went to the kitchen to make omelets for dinner. During our omelet making my terribly anti-social RA stumbled in, pulled some odd looking dish from the oven and left. After dinner I had to go to epidemiology from 7-10. It wasnt too bad i guess, fortunately during break Jon Grey called me to tell me he met someone today at tutoring who knew who he was through me, so i spent the last half of class guessing who it could be.

After class I went over to Jons dorm and we went to wawa for muffins. We came back to good old facebook and he told me she had brown hair and blue eyes....hmmmm i thought Iv only recently showed Jon one girl with blue eyes, my most recent ex and she had blonde hair but maybe hes just hair color blind. Sure enough after 20 pics he was convinced it was her. Maybe the kid can run consecutive sub 5 minute miles but I guess remembering girls hair color is not one of his abilities...maybe this explains some things. After teasing him a bit about this he convinced me to make one of these stupid things. I have now managed to waste well over an hour making my profile and writing this and who knows if anyone will ever even read it. Whatever Im going to cut my losses for the night and sign off for now.