masobation

Man, I got done with my bicycle ride home, and can't believe how pumped I'm feeling.

Yes, this post is going to be about me & my masculinity.


I enjoyed the ride. The library was shutting down. I got on my bike and flipped all the lights on, donned the helmet and "clan McNab" safety vest, and sped off. The 6 o'clock bell started chiming loudly as I flew down library walk.

My body and arms had stopped hurting. Suddenly, I felt like I could do anything! I mean, they still hurt a little right now, but it's going away rapidly.

So I was flying down the walk while the bell was chiming, going down, down, down hill at a maddening pace. Through the biochem section, down the road, through the sidewalk, over the bridge, down the hill, to the bottom.

And then I pumped up the hill faster than I have ever done.

I'm starting to think that getting adequate sleep, combined with the subsiding lactic acid, got me feeling this way. I could see my sweat glistening in the copper-tone light, my muscles rounded, my veins popping up a bit. It's been a while, oh yes...

As I got over the hill, I was fortunate enough to have the stop lights working in my favor. I didn't have to stop much at all. I was going down the busy street (in the bike lane) that I was passing all of the cars, even those "sporty" rice burners that try to beat all because they can.

I mean, it ended at a point. At the turnoff point, the cars were starting to catch up (though they had to slow down, since the turnoff point was a red-lighted intersection), and I had maxed out on my 24 speed bicycle.

All the way home, I just wanted to peddle hard. And, at the end, I lifted the entire bike frame with one arm and ran up the flight of stairs to with ease.

I want to go weightlift again. I missed feeling this way. I need to do something about the pain, though. But I really want to be in this mode more often. It gets me going. Keeps me going fast. Bring on the pain!

An individual is distinguished when he gets shit done