The "number"

Remember the other day when you said that one of the cool things about turning 25 is that it kind of mirrors the weight that you will be (generally) from here on out?

So I went to the doctor the other day and the weight was about 3 pounds heavier than normal...but I was fully clothed and wearing shoes. So I've been monitoring the number over the last week or so to see how accurate that number was. Well its been varying from 1-2 pounds more than average which isn't a lot but its strange that it's been creeping up slowly. Sooo last night I met a friend at his job and we went to his company gym for him to work out while we talked...and he's like...hop on the scale. I start talkin' big ish about how I know my number I don't need their lil' scale...but that ish read like 6 pounds over what I was expecting. WHAT THE HELL?

So after that...and a little inspiration from someone who is going super hard with the running and p90x (not the jerk that forced me onto the scale)...I need to renew my commitment to my workout. Not that I haven't been in the gym lately...but my running game has regressed damn aching shins and I need to get that back in check. I think I'm going to have to bit the bullet and get back in the weight room as well. Yes the weight rooms in Bally's are full of meat-head...big armed-little legged brothas that are a big annoying...but I'll rockout to my Flocka playlist and just go hard. I can see a difference in myself when my running game is on and when its off and I'm not feelin' it...

So I'm hittin the gym for lunch today...and I'm kind of excited!