i knew it was going to happen sooner or late but, not nearly as severe as it did.
on sunday, i started my usual routine of granola bar and tea to get ready for working out.
nothing special, no extra heavy weight or reps, just a normal upper body workout.
right after my first set i started to feel like crap and 3 exercises i got worse and then, the depression hit, hypoglycemia.
so i quickly poked my finger and sho nuff a 65, not cool at all.
this week i'm starting off without tea and granola and drinking a shake.
seems ok for now but, i guess my metabolism is cranked up enough that i have to watch it now as well.
well worth it as i feel much better than i have in a while.
the stigma of end of life futility aint goin' to rear it's ugly head up anytine soon i hope cuz i got shit to do.
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