On Friday night I was quietly shitting my pants. I had printed off the “death waiver” which listed off all the ways that I could get really fucked up, or die, during the spartan race. What have I gotten myself into… Why the fuck didn’t I train… This isn’t going to end well… Saturday morning […]Read More RUnning the spartan race
Hello everybody. I haven’t trained for this race. I also haven’t kept up with my blogs like I promised I would. In my defence, due to personal reasons. I didn’t feel it was an appropriate time to be writing nor thinking about myself for a couple of weeks. Family needed me. I then nearly experienced […]Read More Spartan training (or lack therof)
The spartan race is one of those crazy obstacle course things where you climb walls and crawl under barbed wire and other weird stuff that nobody ever actually does in real life. Unless your an escaping convict, or a contestant on the biggest loser or something. The main reason I have signed up for it […]Read More Spartan race preparation: week 1
Todays blog was supposed to be about how I have signed up for the spartan race, and how I am raising money for charity. I was going to go into detail about my current fitness level, and begin to track my progress through this blog. but something happend that I feel is more important. i […]Read More A cautionary tale
Yea…. About that secret.. I read on a blog about blogging that click baity titles like that are how the “pros” do it. Sorry. Anyways… Does anyone else ever look around at the world we live in, and just see one big act? It’s weird. Sometimes it doesn’t feel real. I watch people doing things […]Read More This guy learned the ultimate secret to success. Click here to find out…
Today I filled my car up with petrol. While I was pumping I decided I wanted to make my interaction with the attendant slightly more meaningful than the usual number, pay and leave routine. People do it all the time. All I gotta to is ask generic questions like “how’s your day?” and “been busy?” […]Read More Nathan pays for petrol.
I decided to take a bath at 1 am this morning. With my now non existent sleep schedule, there’s no such thing as an appropriate time to do things. I attempted to make bubbles by pouring half of Courtney’s shampoo into the running water. It ended up just making a weird white foam on the […]Read More I’m 27 now…shit