March, 7th, 2006 Tuesday (11:19pm....)

MY TIME IS NOW

Sitting in the damn office all day long cranking out daily work for a paycheck. Eight to ten hours a day given to someone else in exchange for money. Time in my life that I will never get back.

Watching the clock, pushing my self five. The gym is where I get that time back, one set at a time. Pushing myself beyond what I thought my limits were. Thirty second sets one after the other, that's time given back to me. This time spent is not for my family or my rich ass boss or the girl on her cell phone next to me. These minutes are mine. Only I can use this time not to make money to pay the fucking bills, this time is spent paying the dues owed when you push that last forced rep.

A minute at a time, each plate, each rep gives me back my life that I give away to others everyday. The sounds of the freaking clanging of the cold iron blot out everything from the hours past.

The fatigue sickness in my stomach keeps me going like a machine, rep after rep, set after set, minute after minute, telling me I am alive and this is my time. When the sets are done and I can give nothing more, its time for me to return to the life given to others. I will return the next day to claim the minutes that are mine....

This is Animal, and it lives inside me every minute, every hour, everyday.