Pump it up.

Tonight I listened to a bunch of angry man rapping, singing and screaming about a bunch of angry topics, accompanied by pumping drums and baselines.

But eqko, why on earth would you do that

you might wonder ?

Because it was another one of ‘That day’ again. Workout day.

And when doing workout I need some music that get’s my blood pumping like an oilrig hitting paydirt

As usual, I came home late, because on thursdays, I take the oldest to school, which means I don’t get into the office until 9:15.

That coupled with a 9,5 hours workday (incl. half hour lunch) and. 45 min. commute, means I don’t get home till at least 19:30.

My wife had picked up pizza from the best restaurant in town. 4 cheese pizza to be exactly and it was wonderful.

It didn’t agree with me trying to burn it off right after it had just settled quite comfortably inside my stomache though.

Man did it feel like I had swallowed on of the barbells I was trying to haul around.

While busy I always look forward to the hot shower afterwards. Admitedly, it’s better the the one at home eek.

Once home I switch to relaxmode, prepare a wheyshake with the blender I got last month and sit down with my feet up.

Deserved relaxation.