Notes
Let me set the scene: Its April 3rd. The warm air is just beginning to touch my body, the sensation is almost erotic on my ghost white skin. Res Rec, the building many of my hours belong to, looms in the distance as if it were watching me. Along my side is one of my pals, Conner. I feel as if I have known him though high school, but we merely share a home town bond. He is a great luxury to me as I am able to feed off of his sharp and witty nature, using him, much like James uses women. The task of the day is simple, complete the workout. My lungs expand against my chest in comfort one last time... then we begin. My feet slap the pavement as if it was Ian slapping stus girlfriend. "Building two miles" I thought in my head as Connor and I went down prairie. I turned my head to the right just to notice Conners form was already breaking down half a mile in. I knew this workout would be a trek for him.... We'd just have to make it to the hill.
A old crazy man peered down from the top, looking into our souls. Connor, surprisingly still at my side gave one final call and we charged to claim the hill from the old man. The mountain like hill was hard, much like my penis at 6:00 in the morning. We knew we had to reach the top, not once, but 5 times. "ONE DOWN" I screeched when I reached the top as
ok im bored, workout was great. Connor said we averaged 5:30 on the hill loops