Covered 4.6 each of the past two days…slowly. Down to 180 pounds. Honestly, I’m a bit worn down.
Coaching yourself is very difficult. Simplistically, you don’t respect the experienced version of yourself. That guy just wants to apply the governor all the time. Total douchebag. That’s how it goes. I like to believe there’s some genius in it all.
It just seems easier to beat yourself into shape and let all the other stuff follow. I’d rather run compromised most of the time and try and figure out solutions along the way, rather than be rested up and raring to go. It’s deceiving. It’s not supposed to be pretty. How can we crush a few skulls when the going gets tough?
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