So I started my workouts 2 weeks ago and I have really been enjoying them. I have yet to make it anywhere near the gym but I'm enjoying the work outs. At some point I know I will quit the procrastination and me and my side homies are going to part ways for good. This procrastination thing has always had a very big part in my life. I'm late for work, I'm late when trying to meet people and my blogs get turned in later and shittier everyday. It's not that I don't get worried or enjoy being late. I just some how manage to do it to myself every time. I take myself to the absolute brink to where, the only chance I have at being on time, everything has to go exactly to plan. There's no bathroom breaks, no quickies, no red lights. Whenever one of these things happen, I go straight into panic anxiety mode. Where I constantly start to search for excuses and how to cover any chance I should get caught. Most of the times these excuses become so elaborate that most people wouldn't think twice of it being a lie because, no one would go to that much trouble to make up that kind of excuse for things. This is the point where your probably asking, if I put so much effort into procrastinating and coming up with excuses. I may make it still. I know there are others that might share my craftyness and they understand the joys of what I like to call improv. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't but we gotta try, right? I also hope to grow out of this form of improv and maybe use these powers for good. Not that I am evil, just squirrely, and one day this squirrel is gonna have tons of nuts to play with.
-Dash
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