Day Forty Nine: Tough Like a Tonka Truck

Wednesdays. My least favourite day of the week. More so than usual as my work amounted to data entry and cut & paste today.

Wow, and I am having a massive mind-blank. I've been trying to find Slayer or Slayer-in-Training guides online and no one has produced such a document (that I could find in under ten minutes) except for tidbits like, "slay with style" which followed "buy the right clothes"... sigh. I kind of get the feeling crossfit is similar but without the vampire killing focus. I have to ask, where's the fun in that?

Fuck Twilight. Let's go kill some vampires.
That's the right thing to do.

I'm feeling pretty good despite my damages - I went out to look at a place for rent but there was a lot of competition and I didn't feel like putting on half the show the gay guy did (seriously? Seriously) so I went and got some deepheat and watched cartoons.







Fitness: I feel a bit more driven after Tuesday, (or maybe after the weekend, I can't even remember anymore) it might have had something to do with Pixie laying with her head in the chillibin inbetween jams to throw up into, but when she was out on the track she was a force of nature. I'm passingly fit. Passingly. I want a lot more in my reserves than that. No one strives to be average (or if they do, jebus, I'm sorry, we should set up a charity). At the same time I know it's pointless driving myself into the ground every day. Every other day should be fine. So I took it easy today, I just played about on the stairs a little.

Aikido: No training today. The last two days I've been filled with a horror of considering putting Aikido on hold while I chase down my Derby high. I'm furtively trying to convince myself this is a terrible idea. Aside from my commitments I feel I take a lot from Aikido and use it constructively in a Derby sense.

Derby: No skating today. And it rained. I look out the window at QE 2 square and wonder how damp the ground is and think sad thoughts.

Diet: I skipped on breakfast as tea and biscuits don't count, but my late starts throw me a bit (Structure! I need structure!!) but I had left over parsnip/chicken/bacon/leek/can't even remember what else mix. Then another mammoth sandwich of hummus, brie, ham, red onion and love. For some reason I wanted something I could eat with chopsticks again tonight (next I'll be refusing to eat food that isn't a favourite colour or some similar garbage) so I made noodles with egg, dumplings and bok choy, plus a beer. It was totally a beer night.

Sleep: I lay in bed until about 9am then decided I should head into work. It's just gone 12.10am now, so I've been a bit of a slacker and need to hit the hay. I've been more or less resting all evening though so I feel fine... but then, that's just an excuse and we aren't down with those.