Sorry, I saw you don’t accept PMs. I thought after IMLOU I would really welcome some downtime but it’s been four days and it’s driving me crazy! I swam once and bike commuted once. I’m really not that sore. What do you prescribe for your guys?
Thanks,
Dan
www.aiatriathlon.com
Sorry, I saw you don’t accept PMs.
You missed the part of the my profile where I have my email address.
2-4 weeks of unstructured training.
Cool, so it’s ok to do easy swims or spins?
thanks very much,
Dan
www.aiatriathlon.com
have a few weeks off. smoke some pot. do some x. download some porn. get laid. get drunk. go to burger king. go to an all night dance party. be gay for a night.
or
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future.
Choose life.
or
The weekend has landed. All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties. I’ve got 48 hours off from the world, man. I’m gonna blow steam out my head like a screaming kettle, I’m gonna talk cod shit to strangers all night, I’m gonna lose the plot on the dancefloor. The free radicals inside me are freakin’, man! Tonight I’m Jip Travolta, I’m Peter Popper, I’m going to never-never land with my chosen family, man. We’re gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did, anything could happen tonight, you know? This could be the best night of my life. I’ve got 73 quid in my back burner - I’m gonna wax the lot, man! The Milky Bars are on me! Yeah!
have a few weeks off. smoke some pot. do some x. download some porn. get laid. get drunk. go to burger king. go to an all night dance party. be gay for a night.
or
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future.
Choose life.
or
The weekend has landed. All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties. I’ve got 48 hours off from the world, man. I’m gonna blow steam out my head like a screaming kettle, I’m gonna talk cod shit to strangers all night, I’m gonna lose the plot on the dancefloor. The free radicals inside me are freakin’, man! Tonight I’m Jip Travolta, I’m Peter Popper, I’m going to never-never land with my chosen family, man. We’re gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did, anything could happen tonight, you know? This could be the best night of my life. I’ve got 73 quid in my back burner - I’m gonna wax the lot, man! The Milky Bars are on me! Yeah!
now we all know how fulla spent his winter :).
callidus…some people take this stuff far too seriously…a few weeks of doing nothing is not going to hurt you. do all the things you’ve denied yourself. have some fun. get away from swim bike run. drink fart cum instead.
i’ve just had 6 weeks off and did 90kms of 3x30km tts last weekend on the bike (part of a team doing a multisport event)…it bloody hurt but the break was worth it.
I might choose to take myself out of the genepool 
jaretj
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Golf. And beer. Lots of beer. And women. Cheap women.
And women. Cheap women.
I have jeanettes email address. You do know that don’t you? Either way when she reads this you are screwed (well not literally). Either you called her cheap or you are trying to get a bj out by the dumpster of some Denny’s.
I don’t even know what to say about that! She may call herself cheap.
have a few weeks off. smoke some pot. do some x. download some porn. get laid. get drunk. go to burger king. go to an all night dance party. be gay for a night.
or
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future.
Choose life.
…I can hear Born Slippy coming into the picture…
Jeanette prefers if he gets it elsewhere. Hell, she was trying to hire us all hookers the night before the race!
Hell, she was trying to hire us all hookers the night before the race!
bluemonkeytri should marry this girl if she is going to buy him hookers all the time. What a wife (to be)! Everyman’s dream. Too bad he can’t keep up with her (when running that is)
but she couldn’t find one that would be with thompson at any price…
What is this? Now that I marked your emails as spam, you start posting here? I feel harrassed!
Just wait, I have your cell number now too…