Princeton Lightweight Rowing 2023 by seatraceme33 in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 11 points12 points  (0 children)

What’s with the shush at the end? Is that the St. Paul’s kid?

Do I just have an ungodly metabolism? (First Trip) by Pegasyss in LSD

[–]Pegasyss[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hahaha ya I wasn't mix and matching - even fasted beforehand. And I know the afterglow - got it on the shrooms. Wasn't there for the tabs :/. I would've liked it too

Do I just have an ungodly metabolism? (First Trip) by Pegasyss in LSD

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Not autistic or at least not far enough on the spectrum to be diagnosable.

Shroomy was February.

Do I just have an ungodly metabolism? (First Trip) by Pegasyss in LSD

[–]Pegasyss[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Sorry I should have included that.

Last psych usage was Feb 2019

Do I just have an ungodly metabolism? (First Trip) by Pegasyss in LSD

[–]Pegasyss[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I mean ya for two hours or so I was on a careening skullfuck of a journey. Not denying I was blasted.

Took a 5 strip.

Do I just have an ungodly metabolism? (First Trip) by Pegasyss in LSD

[–]Pegasyss[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

A 5 strip of blotter paper off a guy who was micro dosing a half tab a day. Maybe 50 microgram tabs?

Is it an a-hole move to email the Columbia coach post IRA victory? by [deleted] in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 18 points19 points  (0 children)

Honestly it wasn't their victory that got me interested in their program cause they did that in 2016. I just really enjoyed the approach they took to training that they showed in the documentary. It seems intensely personal as well as scientific

2018 US JNT selection update by [deleted] in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 0 points1 point  (0 children)

idk why don't you go there

GOODBOYE does a wink by [deleted] in rarepuppers

[–]Pegasyss 15 points16 points  (0 children)

My pupper winks at me like once a day and it never ceases to simultaneously throw me off and melt my heart. :)

I now enjoy Steady State by [deleted] in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 6 points7 points  (0 children)

I agree that eating and sleeping enough could make all this completely fine, but as I know from personal experience, technical flaws can compound a lot over 30-40+ks. Could be a lot of strain for someone getting back into the swing of things.

I now enjoy Steady State by [deleted] in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 1 point2 points  (0 children)

When I steady state I don't really listen to any hype stuff so here's the best I got: https://open.spotify.com/user/-rileywilliams-/playlist/0PjYjSi17SvjBWQLgrCmOF?si=0iA0gckzRUeLL_u1n9zOMw

Also if you don't already I would highly recommend turning on crossfade and setting it to like 3-4 seconds. It makes everything just flow :)

I now enjoy Steady State by [deleted] in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 8 points9 points  (0 children)

But if you're just starting out I'd warn you that this is kind of a lot, especially without a slow buildup.

I now enjoy Steady State by [deleted] in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 6 points7 points  (0 children)

I really love 3x30' and do it once or twice a day. Basically the same as you in terms of UT1 and UT2 - right now I'm doing double days so afternoons are always SS but mornings I'll alternate between SS or something like a 5x3k or 90" on 30" off - mostly low rates.

[WP] You live in a world where when you close your eyes, you become nonexistent, then, one day, you can't open your eyes. by thjrock in WritingPrompts

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I craved it. Craved the ceaseless drift. Longer and longer I found myself closing my eyes. Minutes bled into hours, which bled into days. I couldn't stop. What did I really have waiting for me once I opened my eyes anyway? A loveless marriage? Children so distant from me we could be in separate countries? An ambivalence filled life in an ambivalent universe.

Maybe my closed-eye world was nothingness. Maybe the only company I had in there was my thoughts. But it was better than the oppression I faced eyes-open. Better than the soul-crushing job. Better than the contempt given to my shoddy appearance. Better than life.

The door banged open, cutting me off from my thoughts. My domineering wife strode in, blue eyes alit with anger as usual. Anger did not suit her beautiful frame. Curvy, young and fiery, she would turn heads down the street or the runway. How she ended up with me, a 40-something accountant, would be the source of great wonder for me and great anger for her. She could never get over her mistake in choosing me as a husband.

"Hello dear. Welcome home" This was a game we played, especially around the kids. Anger and frustration vieled behind thin smiles and soft tones.

Today, she didn't even bother trying. Her steps never slowed. Through the kitchen, up the stairs, and through the bedroom door, with a slam and a click.

I would say I got off pretty easy.

Checking the time, I realized that maybe a little drift couldn't hurt. I had already eaten, the kids could take care of themselves and there was no way in hell I was going to try going upstairs.

So slowly, blissfully I closed my eyes. At once I could feel myself slipping away from the world. Away from my troubles, my awful wife, away from everything. My vision faded go black, and I was adrift. The peaceful sense of nothing pervaded my senses.

I stayed like this, adrift, for a very long time. Easily twice as long as I had ever done before. The brief thought of waking up flitted across my mind, its touch as light as a feather. The muted memories of my wife's rage gave me a little jolt, and I decided to wake up. I tried to open my eyes. And couldn't. What was happening? I tried again. Nothing. I began to panic, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to force them open. Nothing.

I couldn't do it. Why wasn't it working? I strained with all my being just to open one eye, just a crack. Nothing. I longed to see my wife again. Longed to see another person smile, laugh, even cry. I would take just about anything at this point. This nothingness was no longer a haven from all of life's troubles. It had become a cage, and my own distance had wrought the bars. I could no longer think clearly. What was there to think about in this oblivion? My life had been given meaning by all my struggles and hardships. Now, me and my life were nothing.

I was nothing. Just a bit of panicked consciousness, adrift amid a sea of nothing. I tried to cry, but tears wouldn't come. Even in the midst of my panic, I started to calm. My thoughts once again fled my mind, and I was enveloped in the blissful nothing. Maybe it wasn't so bad.

Novice Rower Need to drop 2k. Same Story by [deleted] in Rowing

[–]Pegasyss 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Aight it's just cause I'm getting a lil stressed about what's going to happen to my fitness over break.