After my son went home for the evening I journeyed to the cinema and watched LUCY. Luc Besson had me at the beginning as Scarlet Johansson played a drug mule against her will. But it tore it's self apart and turned into film about a person becoming god from taking drugs. I knew it was going off kiter when Lucy walked down a corridor with blond curly hair and in a thought, made it turn brown and straight. It was a head fuck of a film which floated off out of the gravitational field of the earth.
Then I drifted, dazed and confused into INTO THE STORM which was artificial in its approach to found footage. So a dumb double bill if there ever was one. My evening was rounded off watching Peter Capaldi as the new Doctor Who. It was alright.
I jumped out of bed this morning and entered the gym remembering last weeks muscle pull and so took it steady at first before giving it my all. No cardio this week as I plan to do no cardio all September in an effort to bulk first then streamline in October. I feel good for the workout and have already had two breakfasts.
This midday I have two friends to visit near each other before going to the cinema again and then collecting my son for the bank holiday Monday.
I'm in good spirits and looking forward to our visit to Blackpool's Sandcastle Water park tomorrow.
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