I hate productive people. So smug about how much they accomplish. So busy talking about how they can fit so much more into their so-busy, so-productive days. And I just sit in front of my computer with a warm beverage thinking about how someday I’ll be just like them, conquering the world, but right now I just want to read… Read more →
Running is a dick. This is because running refuses to ever get easier. And it’s never like you think it is while you’re watching someone run in a movie. You know that montage where Rocky Balboa is training to fight the juiced-up, tech-trained Russian, Ivan Drago? And Rocky goes from moderately buff, to super-psycho ripped? And he does all these… Read more →