Kermit the Rapist

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Bad Kermit

This is a blog about a mother and her son Vince who is in prison for the second time. It is his letters to her and her posts about how she deals with what she reads. It takes a lot of courage to do this and not lose hope about whether your son will learn this time around, or is he too institutionalized to make it on his own anymore. It’s a tough ride. Good luck.

Breaking Free


Other than running and doing the tape and playing various indoor competitive sports, I haven’t done any real workout in a month. I went to the gym today with no real intention of doing anything at all, but the weight room was nearly empty so a friend and I went in.

Much to my surprise, my stamina had increased tenfold. I was like the Energizer Bunny. And when I was done, I felt…high. It was an adrenaline rush I think. I probably could have kept going but I didn’t want to burn myself out.

By the time I get to boot camp I have to be able to routinely do sets of 20 pushups. Good ones. Every time we fall out of line, do something out of formation, or screw up in any way, including talking back, we get dropped down. I plan on behaving myself, but it’s good…

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