What pats me on the head? Working out/off all my daily frustrations, into the gym four days a week; whilst in the vicinity of very good looking women. As what happened earlier this evening at FF (xxxxx), a rare instances of only perhaps four times a year - made me become ever closer to maintain the strength I always strive to be; during those very,
very testing times.
...Nothing compares to the effect of seeing women you've rarely seen before during
your toughest of times; particularly in the environment where you have to prove your worth. In substance.
Long live all the implied motivation; from all the good looking ladies out there.
You might absolutely never cares as you go about through your day, but someone else just made it through three extra/further compounded sets; all with our quiet message of thanks to you as we left the gym; with our heads held high.
Yes, I may be (well quite so in fact as I'm typing this) sore in the pecs & forearms, but the more I recollect whatever happened this evening; soreness is the progress of motivation.
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Now on the other hand, what
doesn't pat me on the head? Well, as soon as any "good" moment is immediately had, sooner or later something bad (not within my control) will just take over. No amount of positive karma can ever be regained; at least from my experience. Only to be absorbed in every bit to the bone whatever hapenned; until the turn of the next day, and the next. Quite a few people (as I have observe closely) have/able to have their good moments in a "prolonged" state, but I find this type of moments
extremely rare in my cases through even the most humble ways of
receiving, giving and ultimately -
living.
Until another implied moment of gratification comes over, I'll live again
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