Lebron James Wants Everybody To Know He Still Hits The Gym On Vacation

What an absolute fucking dickhead.   Oh you workout on vacation?  Big fucking whoop.  Every single chick in the history of vacations works out on vacation.  What do you want a cookie?  I mean my productivity basically goes through the fucking roof when I go on vacation.  I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t breathe without knowing I’m producing content for the blog.   You think I like my Nantucket Living video series?  You think I liked being the belle of the ball at the Cisco Trashion Show?   You think I like talking about how I’m dominating everybody at Spikeball? You think I like having dinner with my friend Bill (Belichick)?  You think I like copying Bieber on his vacation? You think I like constantly tweeting about how great my life is and how rich I am?    Nope.  I do it for the blog.  I wouldn’t even go on vacation if it wasn’t for the fact I know I can produce great content.  But I never brag about it.  I never brag about how hard I’m working.  I never say I’m addicted to blog life.   I don’t need to pat myself on the back and let everybody know how hard I’m working.  My actions speak for themselves.  #striveforgreatness I don’t have to #striveforgreatness because everybody alreadys knows that’s my life mantra.