Hit the weights.

I went to the weight room yesterday - the second consecutive day of working out. I mainly focused on legs. I warmed up on a stationary bike for 15 minutes at increasing resistance, used the calf, hamstring, and quad machines, did some squats with the bar on my shoulders, squats with the bar across my folded arms, jerked my hips up to lift the bar, did lunges, held a 45 pound weight in one hand and bent to the side and up, did leg lifts lying on a bench with my ass off the end, and did crunches on the declined bench. It was a pretty tough workout, but I'm looking forward to making it tougher and increasing the weight.

I am going to be ripped by the spring.

I just don't want anybody to be able to deal with how physically prepared I will be. Every hourI work brings me one hour closer to dominance. In the spring, I want people to take one look at my body and realize that they didn't put in the work that I did. In the spring, I want people to take one look at me and realize that they can't score on me, can't get open on me, can't cover me. In the spring, I don't want anybody to have an answer for how physically I can play.

This is my last year. When all is said and done, win or lose, I want to look back on this year and know that I there wasn't anything else that I could have done to succeed.