22/09/2018
What a day, woke up and helped mum tidy the majority of the house as we had my aunty (heyyy auntie !! black panther lol) coming over to visit.
I then ate one slice of toast one slice of cheese and two eggs ft a bowl of rice crispies and coffee and an apple pie.
I then proceeded to drive for one whole hour to the middle of nowhere to play in a football match for my team. We got fucked up 7-2. Am I disappointed with the results? Always.
Do I take positives out of my performance of course why I hear you ask?
Well I got to start for once and I played solid and well.
I’m beginning or else I feel like I’m beginning to earn the respect of some of the so called “leaders” in our team. I’m not sure why and it might be short lived but I realise in everything perception is key I felt myself organising dictating and effectively communicating on the pitch today and it felt good.
I drove back home and sat with the family (aunty and uncle included) for a bit. Then I proceeded to the front room to watch the Anthony Joshua Vs Povetkin fight. Boxing is a very interesting sport there are so many facets to it, so many intangibles so much unpredictability and yet so much certainty too.
I realised I haven’t done much in terms of pushing myself towards FI, especially with my brother in vegas. But I only have myself to blame, so therefore I only have myself to forgive.
So it’s decided tonight I will finally open that fucking amazon parcel and open one of those books tomorrow after going work and gym too.
I need some fucking water I’m so dehydrated.
Laters