Peaked

they didn't invite me so I guess I'm eating here


you know it seems i only write these things when i have bad shit to report. I'll try to get happier. So, there comes a time in every single persons career, be it athletic or not, when he or she realizes they've peaked. That is a hard thing to swallow. A lot goes through a persons head at this time. Do I have to quit? Should I find other work? Should I fake my way through this? I've discovered that its hard to face at 22. or so I claim, i have no bases for comparison. I've never been any older. But the fact is, knowing your not going to improve anymore is frustrating on many levels. You'll see if you haven't reached this point yet. The worst part is knowing your about to let down everyone that believed in you. altho they have their own jazz to worry about, it upsets them. Like when your team gets kicked out of the playoffs. fuck ass. Someone give me a job.

......come again?

SUP YALL! What's the hapy-haps? Well, this has been quite a disappointing week. I guess its natural for a body to start falling apart around 20-25. so this morning I found out some upsetting news about my bizzabody. Now its not for sheeze, but myself and his royal blatzness (Dave Blatz, Physiotherapist), figure I might have a cartilage tear in my shoulder. Just a little one, just a wittow guy, but I tear's a tear. Word on the street is, it requires surgery, and a year off of sport. And even then it’s a hit and miss. A lot of peeps never get their old arm back. So, we're hoping it’s a muscle thing, but I doubt it. It all started about a month ago when I was doing some clean and jerks. I had the bar above my head and I felt a rip, slash tear in the shoulder and it was done for the day. Felt reeeal bad in a few positions but it was mostly ok. So ya, Dallas might need a new job. Did I just talk in third person? Da hell? So, any subjections as to what I should do for work now? I used to jump high, maybe I could…..high…..jump…. In track? I could sprint, but I'm not really that fast. Hmmmm. Speed skater? Still not that fast. Soccer? To late to get good, and that might be alittle TO much running for me. Well my family has been full of runners since back in the day, maybe I could try that. OR, maybe all this won't have to perspire (is that the right word) and my arm will just be having muscle problems. Either way, there's nothing I can do for the time being, no tests, to scans, nothing like that. I guess that’s why none of the therapists have picked it up till now. Blatz says I'm gonna play with it till I can't hold my arm up. Which is scary, but I trust him. So if you got any subjections as to what I should do for work, please drop me a line. Piece yall.