Huge Beast – Day 9

0600

Back, Biceps, five pounds more per exercise, whatever it takes.

0615

So much sweat pouring off of me. Floor is slick. Can’t see. Can hardly catch breath. Muscles screaming. Must … keep … going. I think of Freddy Care, screaming at me, laughing at me, mocking the kind of pathetic example I am. I am weak. I am old. I quit too easily. I’m nothing. I roar defiantly and push forward. Continue reading

Huge Beast – Day 7

0700

Sunday morning and I’m at the gym. It felt good to sleep in. Of course, most 9-5 civilians sleep in on Sundays, but for me, this was a welcome rest. Starting over today with chest and triceps. I always feel more confident the second time around. I also like to increase my weights by 5 lbs. No matter how much we think we give it everything we have, we always hold back. By increasing the weight, I can continue to focus on giving it my all. Continue reading

When Angels Fall

Sansha was still running rampant throughout the universe, though the strength of his forces had diminished significantly and his guerilla style attacks were consistently being met with overwhelming capsuleer resistance.

Last night, while I was engaged in a recon op deep in nullsec, I received reports of a surprise attack by the Angel Cartel against the Genesis Vault on Oddelulf III in Molden Heath, my home.  Continue reading

Huge Beast – Day 4

I woke up every hour on the hour last night. I’m not entirely sure why. Is my body just that sore that it can’t stay in one position for a prolonged period of time? Or am I just that excited about each workout that my body awakens eager to fulfill my heart’s want? Ordinarily when I hit the pillow, I’m out. When I awake, I haven’t moved at all. This is definitely strange, and exhausting. Continue reading