2013 Empire Classic. Sucked up! I'm not this scary yet. Maybe tomorrow.
"You look sick!", and "Chad Looks Terrible", are a couple of the compliments I've heard this week. There's no better confidence booster I could receive. Granted I'm fully clothed, it's my face they see. I agree, It's thin! I know I'm ready when I'm swimming in my 33's, and my "smedium" shirts are a little baggy. I'm there now. I won't attempt a shopping trip with a half brain. Besides, a pair of chick pants are only going to last a couple weeks, then I'm gonna eat fish tacos until my clothes fit again.
But I'm enjoying the ride. It has been fun, but I miss prepping for competition with my buddy Mike. We both get such a rise out of the prep and competition. There's a meat-head mojo that is created when a couple of like minded pals push toward a common goal. I know he'd like to compete, but Mike is a busy man these days. Work and family take precedence. As they should. And he's a great support no matter how busy he is. I appreciate that.
I don't have any funny, poignant or helpful thoughts tonight. I'm just grateful for the opportunities and blessings I enjoy. I appreciate my friends and family. Thanks to all of you who take the time to read my blog. It means something to me.
It's lights out for this zombie.