Shit Just Got Real

When discussing the challenge so far, we acknowledged that it was not the beginning of the challenge where we were likely to fail as our willpower is not that bad. Nor was it the end, where the sight of the finish line would drive us forward like an exhausted marathon runner with his eyes on the unbroken ribbon. No, we knew the middle of the month was to be our greatest test - a minefield of temptation to beat the meat or choke the chicken.

A new realm of erectile dysfunction has been entered - one where the third leg does not want to lie down and go to sleep. When I wake up, so does he, and what feels like hours pass until he admits defeat and returns one more to slumber. Insomnia strikes very quickly, however, and once again the battle between mind and body rages.

God help us all.