The gym was intense today. Some man got hurt on the treadmill and bled all over it. I saw the blood with my own eyes. Too bad Dr. Crusher wasn’t there to give him a hypospray. The gym employee girl said, “This is why I didn’t end up being a cop.” I guess that was because she didn’t like wiping up the blood. That didn’t make a tremendous amount of sense because not all cops have to wipe up blood. On my way to the gym I saw a old friend who used to be my next door neighbor and he said I was looking “lean.” Lean, mean, away mission machine. After my workout I bought a power crunch protein cookie bar. I like to call them my, “Federation Field Rations.” They were probably designed by Dr. Julian Bashir. When I was in the middle of my workout I attempted to do some, “Prime Directive Dips.” But they were too hard so I need to level up before I do those.
I did some “Phase Induced Assisted Pull Ups,” I did a bunch of those with 60 pounds of assistance. (The lower the number the more challenging they are) This is big news because I used to use 100 pounds of assistance. So I’m making progress.
Sometimes when I’m on away missions, like going to Starbucks or driving to school, I need extra strength and concentration in order for the mission to be a success. So I did some serious standing “Neutral Zone Bicep Curls.” Just saying.
I hope the guy who bled all over the place feels better soon.