James came over tonight and we put our boffer swords together. We still have hours of work to do on them. Come Saturday we should have them ready. I sure hope so. How old are we? Last time we tried this we were on a golf course in the middle of the night, looking for a missing tooth. That was like nearly twenty years ago. Sheesh. I like the idea of beating the tar out of somebody with a foam bat but James is getting serious. He wants to head to Ragnarök this summer. It's an all out Battle Royal. And some of these guys are hardcore. Check out these pics. It's like real life World of Warcraft for these people... here, here, here, here, here, and here.
I'm losing weight regularly now (2 pounds a week) but I want to drop some real fast so I plan to go on Atkins for a few weeks pretty soon. I also seem to lose about 10 pounds in that time period but I usually put it back on right after going off. But now that I am getting pretty disciplined about counting calories I should keep it all off and them some. Now I just need some motivation to hit the elliptical that is in our basement family room. I hate exercising for no other purpose than to exercise. It's soooooo boring. When I do go on the blasted machine I try to imagine someone is chasing me with a rusty axe sometimes to keep me going. But if I do that when I work out late at night I tend to be all freaked out when done, hearing noises and stuff. Can't sleep too good if you think someone is around the corner with an rusty axe, especially if the axe is named Otis...
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