How I really get through the day

Ha ha - not really. I bought a bottle of wine, and Dad thought it was funny to stick it in the cup holder on the way home. But it is bringing together my two great loves, coffee and booze!

Where I have super-human strength

One thousand swings, motherfuckers. Check out the blisters:

Ignore that I look like shit... BECAUSE I DID A THOUSAND GODDAMN SWINGS IN ONE WORKOUT. 

I am cooler than cool. I feel especially accomplished, since I haven't touched a KB since we found out about Dad. I wasn't sure about my strength level. But after a workout of 550 swings, I wasn't tired, and felt like i could do more, and thought: I'm more than halfway to 1000, how hard can it be? At 720 I wasn't sure I could do it. At 800 I had renewed strength. By 920 I had to do it two handed, my right hand was cramping up. I'm sure I'm going to be a little sore tomorrow, but it's worth it. What a great way to channel stress.

This is totally how I act when I work out: