Day 1. Started with the wrong foot.

Well, what's left of day one.
I woke up kinda lateish, but good for a mostly-unemployed guy my age.
I woke up, turned around and went back to sleep.
That's normal, right?
I woke up thinking of the apples.
How awesome it was gonna be after this is done and whatever!
However, my reasoning didn't get too far. I was supposed to live on apples and tea.
I had the encouragement, I had the goal set, the time was here, everything was ready, except I had no fucking apples.
No biggie! I could have tea until I went out and grabbed some apples.
I wasn't counting on the fact that the pomegranate tea I had was going to taste rather like toe-sweat.
But it's cool. I drank my toe sweat and went to grab some apples.
Today it's gonna be my serious attempt of working out.
I have a capoeira roda in toronto, and I plan to attend and hopefully play while running on apples and tea.
I'm already on my 3rd apple.
I hadn't realized how different parts of the apple taste different.
Guess it's like chicken, right?
And potentially, people, right?
Just checking.
K, i'm off to do laundry. I'll update this after.