Day 118 – WOOT! WOOT! I’m 32. And I feel it.
The day didn’t start out great. I’m definitely feeling my age now. I hit the gym first thing this morning, and while pushing a giant tractor trailer tire across the gym, I felt an urgent need to puke. So I ran to the restroom, puked my guts out and headed home. I got home, opened the door, fell to the floor in the foyer and slept for a little over an hour. Yep, I literally passed out in the foyer of my home.

















