Friday, April 30, 2010

So Blue talks now

Yup. Even Blue has been prostituted to the I.Q.-free masses. i guess the simple-minded, semi-retarded two-year-olds of America couldn't pick up on the communicative subtleties of a dog that didn't overtly tell 'em what to think. Turns out he's (she's?) even more irritating singing in Elmo-ese. Just can't shake the feeling that we're ripe for an apocalypse--or at least some sort of really widespread cataclysm.

Um, where was i? Ah, yeah. Finished monday's workout on wednesday, i think. Did some fairly heavy one-arm rows, chest flys, bent-o'er bb rows...that's pretty much it. Absolutely trashed. Then yesterday i went to the climbgym with a friend from school. Not a worthwhile session. Got a couple o' v3s, but i fell off of another 3 maybe six times before i gave up. It was bad. we were there for a long time, but mostly so he could climb. It's cool to see someone get infected with the disease, and get into a route 'til they've got it worked.

i feel arthritic today. Gonna try to swim or run if i can dredge up the motivation. Gotta stay outta the gym for a while. i'm thinking i should take up piano: mebbe my decrepit bones could handle that kind of stress.

1 comment:

Pappa G said...

Dude. Seriously. Everytime you say you're going to take a break it lasts like a day. You gotta let yourelf heal.