that'll do pig that'll do

= 100. no training no schedules no help. just set a goal and do it. sure my knees are killing me, and sure both inner thighs bled at different points and sure I probably was dehydrated for a good portion of the last two weeks and sure there were lots of other things, but at the end of the day I can do anything. all i need is desire. As they say when life gives you lemons, pelt someone with those motherfuckers.

enjoy the rapture. Personally, I plan on being one of the chosen. I can't wait for all the holy rolling do gooders to be whisked away. then we can have a party.