I can ride my bike with no handlebars

No, really, I can.

I mean to say that, I never could before, but since I bought my bike in May, I would try occasionally and pretty much fail. Today I tried and my hand were clear off the handlebars for like, 13 seconds before I decided to grab them again. That is that I didn't start to lose control, I just felt like riding normally.

As far as the project goes, it's going ok. Tuesday I had work, so I didn't work out in the morning, and decided to do it at night. Except, I accidentally took some keys home and had to return them before the store closed. I ride down and I run into a friend I haven't seen in a while. It turns out he's free tonight and I can choose between doing the project or hanging out with him; I choose the latter on the logic that I can just make up for it tomorrow (funny that the day 45 email would be about not trying to "make up" lost exercise). The next day was pretty awesome. I kicked complete ass in the workout. I managed to do 500 jumps in a row three times (though, my abs failed half-way through the side crunches and I forgot to to them later in the day). Today I barely got out alive, but I did do everything. I was so damn sluggish. My muscles were failing left and right. Why today and yesterday played out like that are pretty obvious and proof that maintaining a constant routine are vital.

I dunno, do I wish I had done my sets instead of seeing "Bruno" with an old friend? Maybe. But I feel like I got more out of that night than I think. I mean, I really pumped myself up to do two days in one. Oh well, who knows?

On another note, I've been experiencing some weird things lately. Let me be specific: I mean weird mental states. For instance, my dreaming is becoming a little odd. The combination of good health and nightly meditation has made my dream recall better, and it has made dreams increadingly more vivid. Whenever you wake up and remember the dream, is there a dissonance? Like, are you dreaming, and then all of a sudden awake, as like a scene change in a movie? For me it usually is, but a while ago I was able to remember the dream fading and then myself slipping out of the chrysalis of the dream state into the waking state. It was pretty cool. Then, the other day, I experienced the same thing only it hurt. That's right, it fuckin' hurt - around my head and that's it. It was as if in order to wake up I had to run through a brick wall that was separating waking from dreaming. It was really cool and may have shed light on why I feel so unnaturally groggy when I wake up.

Also, my mind wanders all over the place, and it sort of trails down whatever thought it gets a hold of until it finds another topic of interest or until I bring myself to the present. I often experince a sudden dissonance between the experience of my last thought and the "snapping back to reality", and like a dream I can't really remember what the thought was like and I can't really remember transitioning from the thought to the present. Except today I had an experience similar to the one where I was waking, I felt my mind shift, rather violently I might add, from the day dream to the present. I was so immersed in the thought (which I can't remember by the way) that it was almost as if I was in one physical reality and then pulled into another.

It also occurs to me that whenever I talk about stuff like this, I usually feel like a lunatic but that's ok, I enjoy talking about them.

Oh, and yeah I mispelled Kellogg's in my last post.