Stress test.

Sun night, mon night, tonight.

First time I tried 3 consecutive nights. V02 max training seems to be going somewhere, and I think I'm finally ready to take the forefoot strike technique to the next level, which is... the speed strike.

But right now all the wear has rendered me unable to walk properly due to my forefeet being very sore from tonight's run with crazy sam.

Talked a damn lot. Interesting guy. Haha. Saw a dead cat on the way back... the head... didn't look like a head.. it looked like some monster from the movie 'tremors'. Damn sick.




There's a peace and sincerity you get in a spar. When you spar, it doesn't matter who you are, what you did, where you study or what you do for a living. All the bullshit is of no concern, because you fight against the person's true self.

Everything is concealed yet open to be read. Every movement, every reaction, every affirmation. Is genuine, even if it is a feint. There are no hidden agendas or intentions. Unless you are an asshole Sy.

Probably why when people used to ask me about Si or An, I don't know much about what the heck they do. Because we don't really care. And quite frankly, given our screwed up past, we know how messed up things can get and its just better off left as it is.



I suppose there is a pain that never goes away.

One that surpasses any physical or emotional pain. One that lasts for what seems to be an eternity.




Until today my heart song is still one of hurt.

But its the hurt that makes you realize what is important in life.