After from waking up from that horrible nightmare, a few hours later I woke up at 4 a.m in the morning, on a Saturday. I wore a random white t-shirt;short leaved, black Nike shorts, shoes, and a sweater. Sure it gets chilly, and you might be thinking,shorts? It's early August and you're wearing shorts? Are you crazy? Yes I'm crazy, probably the most craziest person you'll ever meet. Oh. And I forgot to mention. My name is Emilio Garcia. Welcome to my life.
I opened the front door from the apartment complex, as I closed the door behind me, I went with my workout routine. I ran down the steps, and started to run through the woods, and into the city I went. The air was cool, and crisp, as shiny bright lights from cars pass me by, I ran ran as far as my legs could take me. The city was dark. No lights turned on yet, except for the lampposts, keeping my sharp breath in a momentum, a nice rhythm. Inhale, then exhale, inhale, then exhale. I never breathe with my mouth open. It makes you more tired if you do.
I stopped running as I made my way to a huge building, with big words glowing, purple, neon light that say: P l a n e t
F i t n e s s as I checked my watch as it reads 4:48 a m. I walked as I started to lift weights that were 45 pounds on each side of the metal, cold, silver bar as I did it for about 25 minutes. After that I moved on to squat racks as I put the metal bar over my head, and rest on my neck. Each 30 pounds on the end of the bars as I try to do 100 squats. I moved up and down as the pain was tight from my legs, and thighs, and some what on my back because of the weights.
I then went onto the pull-up bar as I did 79 pull-ups. I try to lift my body and use my arms to shift my body up against the cool, metal pole as I was sweating like a mad dog, I was now feeling the burn. Sure I was tired, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop here! After 79 pull-ups, I tried to do sit-ups, except on the pull up bars. I try to 80, I jumped off from the pull-up bar, and did some core workouts. My work out routine lasted for about an hour and 39 minutes. As I ran back home, lifted my shirt, and touched my abs. Damn. I fucken rip, and good looking I guess. I thought to myself as I wipe the sweat from my forehead, as I later had boxing lessons later in the morning—close to the afternoon, and then I'd work, and do my homework.
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Bastard || クソ野郎
AlteleI first discovered I was a piece of shit in my freshman year-in the dark alleys of town was where it went down. My heart was pumping, while my chest was screaming. My mind was running, air was freezing.
