Man do I feel rested right now. I went to the Dentist to have a bunch of work done on my teeth and was prescribed halcion to take right before the appointment so I the pain wouldn’t bother me. I’ve taken that stuff before other dental appointments so I knew what I was signing up for. Well, I took the stuff and wow did it knock me out. I was asleep from 5:15PM yesterday and woke up at about 8AM this morning! So now I feel great and am up a couple hours earlier than usual so I’m going to write this blog and head to the gym and watch some TV news station and get a good workout in. Once I get back from the workout I am officially beginning work on my poker strategy book with the same co author as my last book, Treat Your Poker Like A Business, Scott Brown. I feel like since the last book went so well, why mess with a winning formula, so I suspect Scott will be the co author of all the poker books I decide to do. This book will have a quick turnaround too, so even though we are starting on it today, expect it to come out soon. We grind when we do books as hard, if not harder, than I do at the poker tables. Some writers say, “I can only write when I have inspiration” whereas Scott and I say “Inspiration is for pussies.” No joke, that is our motto!
This weekend at the tables was as swingy as I have ever had in my entire life. On Saturday I was insta stuck about $10,000 at the tables (mostly 5/10nl online) and grinded it all back by the end of the day to break even on the day. Sunday was so bad at the tables I had my laptop in my hand and it nearly went through the window about 5 different times throughout the day. I mean, of all the poker I have played, I am almost certain I have never run worse. I went on a 27 buy in downswing in one day, without playing one single hand in a regrettable fashion. I was just dished out a cooler damn near every 5 minutes. I would get kings and run into aces. Had some clown shove 74s on me all in preflop, call with aces and watch the guy flop a flush. Set over set, boat over boat, flush over flush, get it in with nut flush draw and a pair vs. worse flush draw no pair, and watch the guy runner runner a gutterball. I mean it was the most incredible thing I have ever seen in my life of playing poker.
So I ended up quitting for the day after a half decent comeback and immediately went to the fridge and cracked some beers. I needed something to stop the shakes. Even though I was stuck a ton of money, it wasn’t a big deal really. I don’t know why I was so upset, but it was just so surreal and nothing like I had ever seen before that my body just couldn’t handle it.
Then a funny thing happened the next day. I woke up and decided that I was still a little fragile after yesterday’s session so I made up my mind that if I got stuck more than $3k I was done for the day. I had lost $18,000 the day before (and that is counting the comeback I had at the end) and just felt that health wise my body couldn’t endure another bad day. So I started winning right away and it did not stop. I just won stack after stack after stack. I coolered everyone and never even lost a pot in about 4,000 hands over $500. Never got properly stacked once. It was an amazingly good run and guess what, I won $18,000 before I quit. I think at one point on Sunday I was stuck about $25,000 and by Monday evening I had won it all back! That is one of my best comebacks ever, but also what is more amazing is that I had my worst day in terms of money lost of the year directly followed by my best day of the year. What are the odds of that?
Well, I’m off to the gym. Got some “baby fat” to lose. I got in pretty decent shape before we had our child last fall and since then I put on about 20 with all the stress and lack of motivation to go to the gym, lack of sleep etc. All the moms and dads out there know what I’m talking about I’m sure. I went from 175 to 197 and after 2 solid weeks at the gym, I’m inching down to 192, but still a long way to go. Actually that reminds me, I should clear something up. I don’t know why, but occasionally I look at poker forums and I swear half of the time someone is comparing me to some sumo wrestler or something. I think about half the poker population thinks I am this enormously fat guy. Well, I am not thrilled with how I look at the moment, but for God’s sake this is the fattest I’ve ever been right now and I am still a 192 pound, 6 foot tall guy! I mean, I want to be 165 or whatever, but I can’t imagine meeting a 192 pound, 6 foot tall guy and walk away thinking he was some insanely fat, gross guy. Anyway, ya never know with the LOL internetz crowd what they are going to concoct in their minds and spew onto a message board.