In case it wasn't too obvious, not much to add today. Well, I hope you like it though! I had a fun time making them, and being generally witty and humorous.
On a completely unrelated note (as most of these posts are), I ran the three-mile track today. It's by no means an easy run, as it goes over some pretty nasty hills, but I managed it pretty well. Apparently the week away hasn't really caused that much damage. On the plus side, my knee seems free of any strain. This had been a problem, as the tendons along the sides of it (medical terminology unknown to me) had been getting sore when I run. This is generally an indication that something is not quite right- everyone says silly things like "oh, just move past the pain!" To some extent this is true. However, soreness and fatigue are one thing- pain exists to tell your brain hey, listen, things are not quite as they should be down here in steerage, maybe you should look into it. The same thing happened above the waist, with my right wrist. I was getting a little sore there after workouts, this prompted me to put some ice on it. I think it's something to do with the actual mechanism of doing curls, as I use individual barbells rather than doing both arms at the same time. Things seem to have improved, and there are few if any more complaints to report.
In other news, well, I'm still here. Alive and kicking, though not much to report on that front. Every day I wake up, discover respiration continues as normal, heart continues to function, brain appears fully mission capable. Yet at the same time, I can't help but feel I'm kind of hanging fire, waiting for something to happen. I know, Buddhists are supposed to be all about the "now", this moment, but I can't help but feel something is missing. And I have a pretty good idea what, or rather who, that something is. The love of my life, Tabatha. Of course, there's my family to consider, too. Well, Tabatha is family, though I meant my kids. The crappy thing about a divorce is that life goes on afterwards. Seems that the sun will rise again tomorrow, whether you want it to or not. Nonetheless, what can we do but press forwards? Keep living in the shadow of the past? Well, I've tried that too, and trust me, you're better off just getting the hell on with your life.
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