It's like that, ys'll and you don't stop!
Yeah, as I left my rugby club tonight, I said to a pair of over 35 white men: "Peace out to my g-fly homies". They stopped me and asked me what I had said. So, I translated it for them into "Hey, guys, have a good week. I will see you later."
I think I got that right. Lemme know if I didn't.
I ate this today:
Breakfast: steak and eggs. Again. What a drag. I hate it....NOT!
Snack: coffee on the way in. Water to drink
Lunch: tuna, salad, carrots, hummus, almonds .... yadda, yadda, yadda... water to drink. I kept having to pee all day.
Dinner: left over steak, salad, veggies in a wrap. Small piece of lasagna for dessert. Water to drink.
After rugby workout: beer. Salad wraps with Chimichurri sauce. Smelled some awesome beef pies and later some chicken wings, but did not eat any.
I did a lot of sprinting, hitting and falling down/getting up at rugby. Still feeling the step ups from yesterday. Meh. Would rather be in June.