Oh yeah! Sports wakes up the brain: teams, coordination and all that.
I meant solitary exercise with medium heart rate. Weight lifting, stretching. Focus inward not outward.
pantyhosewimp
joined 2 years ago
Force yourself to exercise for 30 minutes – no matter how wimpily you do the exercises – 3 hours before you want to sleep. Shower afterwards even if you just stand under running water.
Please tell me that you are mistaken.
Sega should should start a meatspace cab company and their fleet is operated remotely by players in the game.
If everyone should learn to read, it would not only ruin writing but thinking as well.
—some embittered philosopher probably
Let me tell you a tale about downloading erotic jpeg files over 28k modems and stitching them back together, in which the image file was split into pieces, uuencoded and posted on Usenet.
In the 90s there was this purple dinosaur from a children’s TV show that everyone seemed to hate. I don’t know anything about him or why we were supposed to hate him. To know anything about him you would have to have watched a show for 3 year olds, so if you did that then you deserve to be annoyed by it. Right?
But why did we evolve a hook & loop clasp to hold the top of our skull closed?
I feel you and what everyone is doing annoys me too, but our only recourse is to do something worse.
My proposal: we start calling our cock “corpora cavernosa”.
Examples:
- “Hey, Chumley, don’t just stand there with your corpora cavernosa in your hand.”
- ”He’s being a total corpora cavernosa!”
- ”My corpora cavernosa got pinched by my zipper.”
- ”Hey, bro, does my corpora cavernosa hook off to the right?”
I played football 🏈 in middle school and high school. Watching it is okay to me but I won’t do it voluntarily.
Even worse, if I’m forced to watch sports too many times I go crazy wanting to play. In my 20s , friends were into World Cup ⚽️, and day off, sunny outside, cool breeze, and we’re in a bar watching a game on TV. I snap and start going to pickup soccer games in the city. Same thing in my late 30s: my sons peewee football games drive me crazy, and I have to start joining local rugby league practices.
Finally, in my early 40s, I had the money to do a dream: motorcycle racing. But it’s so hard to get to do it even with enough money: join club, wait for track day and so on. I was still trying to lose weight to buy one of those back-protector suits when I discover Moto GP. And suddenly, something clicked. I finally understood how some people can watch sports. I never did made it to the track, but I can watch a motorcycle race on TV and really enjoy it. Without going crazy.
When a group of American freedom fighters go to take over a U.S.A. military base and hesitant soldiers aren’t sure if they should follow a traitorous president or their oath to the Constitution, the American freedom fighters being well-armed will make the difference.