lunch today was an almost replica of yesterday with the exception of 3 egg whites because of leftovers. Ah, it tasted almost as good and I finished it off with an apple and a glass of soy milk.
I was reading midnight tides last night when from somewhere I found myself riding the tidal waves of incoming sleep and it's such a precious commodity for me, seeing how sometimes it barely ever even knocks on my eye doors, I immediately seized the opportunity and began surfing in the dulcet delicious dark tides until it was morning and a little too late for me to crib about being late.
I think I've renewed my love for pilates. I mean it looks so benign and pretty until you realize its strategy to sneak in like a shadow and begin burning out muscles and areas you never thought would ever hurt. It's almost numbing and you're ungraciously sprawled on all fours, waiting to get fucked by another exercise, and it's especially fun in a masochistic way when you've finished with a circuit of regular workout like strength or HIIT in my case and add another 20 minutes of pilates just to finish off the burn, only to claw at the air and hate yourself for doing it.
I've found a band called 'Merlin' and that is what I'm listening to (perhaps their new album) as I type this. It has a different sound which is to its merit because it's electric and heavy with an addition of saxophone and jazz undertones and almost retro vocals that are reminiscent of late 80's metal but jive so beautifully with the guitar riffs and ringing drums and often echoing almost haunting vocals. Delicious how it sounds and surprising in its intensity that's often sexy.
I was reading midnight tides last night when from somewhere I found myself riding the tidal waves of incoming sleep and it's such a precious commodity for me, seeing how sometimes it barely ever even knocks on my eye doors, I immediately seized the opportunity and began surfing in the dulcet delicious dark tides until it was morning and a little too late for me to crib about being late.
I think I've renewed my love for pilates. I mean it looks so benign and pretty until you realize its strategy to sneak in like a shadow and begin burning out muscles and areas you never thought would ever hurt. It's almost numbing and you're ungraciously sprawled on all fours, waiting to get fucked by another exercise, and it's especially fun in a masochistic way when you've finished with a circuit of regular workout like strength or HIIT in my case and add another 20 minutes of pilates just to finish off the burn, only to claw at the air and hate yourself for doing it.
I've found a band called 'Merlin' and that is what I'm listening to (perhaps their new album) as I type this. It has a different sound which is to its merit because it's electric and heavy with an addition of saxophone and jazz undertones and almost retro vocals that are reminiscent of late 80's metal but jive so beautifully with the guitar riffs and ringing drums and often echoing almost haunting vocals. Delicious how it sounds and surprising in its intensity that's often sexy.
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