ProTools 7.3

IM SICED!!! We have the new studio and as of last night it is fully functional and ready to go. We're about to run a well oiled operation here. So wack Rappers and Singers, get at me...i can even make your $#!T tighter!

Train Harder...Run Slower

...And we're back!
I'm pretty new to this whole track thing, especially the international competition aspect of it. Compared to other people on the circuit i'm a virgin. But who cares? The whole point of training the way i have been is to be able to lay it down and perform well under any circumstance anywhere in the world. Thus far it has not been the case. After last season i knew the 2008 season would be one of historical improvement. I ran world class times with half-assed training (i'd give it a 5.4 on a scale of 10 in terms of difficulty and amount of focus i had) a crazy party life and a couple of jobs on top of it all. Oh, by the way, i didnt go to the weight room once in 2007. So i figured i'd do damage with more intense training (including weights) better supplementation, and no partying and drinking until 6 am and then practicing at 10. With all that going for me i'd surely run a personal best or better yet a 9. I'm a solid 10.40 sprinter every time out. Tailwind, headwind, 103 degrees, freezing cold, it doesnt matter you're going to get a 10.40 out of me. I'm starting to think that maybe my body doesnt respond to the high intensity training and that i need to get rest more than i would have expected. Truth be told, i dont really have a coach, and the coaching i have been getting hasnt put me in a place to be successful. So for the rest of the season i'm just going to write my own workouts, tape myself and study my weaknesses. I did it last year and it worked and they say a broken clock is right twice a day. I just need it to be right once in this year.

I no longer give compliments

Usually before i write something i think about it for a couple of days so i dont come off all emotional like but this one is something else. i´ve been in brazil for what seems like three months but really is only 2.5 weeks. Everybody talks about how brazil got the greatest women and you´re gonna fall in love and not come back and so forth. That aint the case. Dont get me wrong, there are some that i wanna bring back, but just as i suspected some aint gettin it done.
So after each meet to get paid you go down to the secretary´s office and they make a copy of your passport, you sign some paper and they give you cash in exchange. Well at this particular meet there was this FIRE brazilian girl working there who gave me my money and spoke okay english so i figured i´d say something on the way out the door.

"you´re absolutely beautiful."

she replies

"No, thanks"

What? I was confused. It took me a second to even realize what just went on. I´m not even sure what the tone was, it was sorta sheepish but also a little disgusted that i even spoke. It wasnt the 1st time i´ve told a girl that but it was the 1st time i´ve been shot down. I thought it was pretty innocuous. I guess in giving a compliment she thought i was trying to get at her. I cant say that i wasnt trying to, but i certainly didnt give her the full court press. So as every tick of the clock passes i get more and more hot. I walk up to big aubs room and tell him about it and he had the same reaction i had. He turned out to be more hot than i was and he´s still indignant like 3 days later. One bad apple spoils the bunch. From now on, i say nothing. Also, i´m taking the D.O. approach. If you talk to me and i act stuck up or like youre not on my level it´s probably because youre not

TIMES IS HARD!

Something about downtown Atlanta is special. Since i've moved into the new condo about a week and some days ago i've gotten to see a lot more of the actual downtown area as opposed to the midtown area. Unlike midtown, downtown atlanta has yet to be fully gentrified and the result is more crackheads in a concentrated area. I gotta tell you, the atlanta crackhead is unlike any other. They're jive ruthless and overbearing but sometimes they're even comical. But lately it seems like everybody is on that stuff. A while ago a dude in a suit smoking a cigarette asked me for some change, i guess he was the sophisticated bum. Then you got your bum crackheads that always wanna get a quick ride down to the local wal-mart, and this always amazed me. Its happened 3 times this year that i can distinctly remember. I think they figure since they aint got nothing to do that i aint got nothing to do. Then last and most disturbing you have your ol' lady bum. She looked like the church lady in the 1st row with the fruit basket on her head who drives the old cutlass. She was backing out the parking lot yesterday and saw me, stopped and asked "excuse me, can you help me get a gallon of gas?" She really didn't look too safe but for some reason i felt bad for her situation. I'm like damn i know the gas is high but is this how you gotta pay for it? I cant call it but something aint right out here. Obama for prez