I know that Bridget and Cat have both talked about how they mistreat their bodies and need to act their age and all, and I don’t want to be a copycat, but I gotta tell you, I really wacked out my neck on Saturday! Kaitlyn and I played 1.5 hours of hard core racquet ball. It was really fun, but if you haven’t played in over a month, you really should start small, stick to 45 minutes or something. Now I have a kink in my neck and I can only turn my head three quarters of the way to the left. And although I can turn it all the way to the right I can fell how tight it is and it kinda hurts. So now its Wednesday and I finally said that’s it. We managed to run out of Advil (who knows how ‘cuz Cat’s always got them stashed somewhere), so I bought some and downed 4 of them. What you say, 4 Advil, you’re going to kill yourself! Don’t lecture me! I know that you are only supposed to take one at a time, but I never, I repeat NEVER take less than 3. So my stomach will get eaten away and I may destroy my liver, but it’s the only way to make me feel better! On a related note, when I do take the Advil (and I rarely do) I take 3 or 4 when I get up and don’t take anymore until the evening (and I try really hard not to exceed the 24 hour dose limit). It’s not like I take 4 every 4 hours 4 times a week (that’s a lot of 4’s) I take like 3 or 4 once a day maybe two or three times a month.
Ok, that was off the beaten path, perhaps we should find the trail again.
So my neck is sore from the intense RB session, which by the way was TOTALLY AWESOME. Kaitlyn has gotten really quite good, and I have managed to gain no experience and stay at the same playing level. So even though I usually win (but not by much) it won’t be long until I’ll have to graduate her and find another poor soul to unleash my inner-Bridget on. Ok so that won’t happen, because RB is one of those games that is best played repetitively with the same person. The learn your weaknesses and make you fix them. Plus if you have to be trapped in a small white room, it best be with someone you know and are comfortable with. Who wants to be on that court with some smelly guy you just met that you can’t put at least one or two well placed shots past.
Ok, so on a completely different topic, but the one that actually got me to write this blog……Emily, I have done it, our deal is complete and I have posted a blog of a significant length to qualify as a descent new post (though it’s not nearly as interesting as being able to write about spilling your own blood and getting paid for it)