Gifts from the Griddle

This morning we were doing push press and I caught my face on the bar on the way up and gave myself a bloody nose. And then we were yelled at because only half the people made the run today, and we don't work hard enough and blah blah blah.

It is frustrating. They want us to get better, and we aren't taking this seriously. Stanford will beat us EVERY TIME.

But I went to the store and had a magnificent second breakfast. I'm never hungry or full, I can just put down a steady constant stream of food.