I’m a university student right now, and I almost stopped PE entirely because I wanted to study more. Well, I managed to work in my 45 minute jelq/stretch session, but this spring will see me hanging and reading like there’s no tomorrow. As others have said, PE is just a hobby, and a darn good one at that. Some people do fantasy football. Others go fishing, play golf, or tend a garden. We hang weights off our flaccid penises. This semester, I hope to make the hobby more efficient in terms of time.
In my dorm there was this little unisex bathroom off in the corner of one of the basement study lounges. Now, few people used the place on mornings or weekend nights, so I had a very suitable little PE Chamber at that time. This semester is probably going to see me going old school and making myself a little shower stall PE Chamber afternoons and weekends. It’s going to be fun, and with all the studying I’ve been planning on doing, it will be educational, too.
Why is it that whenever I do PE, I feel like I’m getting away with something great? It’s just a great feeling. There’s the whole Fight Club analogy, which has been brought up many times, and I feel that, too. I just never thought that twenty minute sets of sitting basically motionless could be so inspiring.