10.7.7

Well. After an extended length of hardcore deconditioning and basic self-destruction, i've worked out again. Fri. i went running for 45 mins. (which felt surprisingly good, all things considered), and then sat. i climbed at the gym. That didn't go so well, as i expected, but my arm didn't bug me really at all, except that there was strength of a well-developed toddler in it. Got a v1 or so, several v0s, and almost finished a v3 (that definitely wasn't 3) and did finish a v2 (that likewise was definitely not a 2). All in all, i'm dreadful fat, my crimpers have gone the way of the Wooly Mammoth, and i'm sick of both those conditions. On a positive note, i've started school, generally like it, and my crack-heads next door were evicted and the crack-house was condemned as unliveable by the city, whereat i felt my property value instantly pop upward by about 5K. :-)