DANCING FOE

I’m having a bad pain day, for the first time in a while. I’ve been doing so well I guess I actually got a little bit cocky, and there’s my pain popping up to let me know I’m not as invincible as I’d like to believe. I’ve gone to the gym about three days a week every week, and I’m doing well. I’ve mostly been focusing on doing some cardio, using machines like the treadmill and recumbent bike, which is something my body can handle, if it’s in moderation. Today I had a person who works at the gym to teach me to use the strength-training machines. He set up a routine for me, and told me I was pretty strong because not everyone can do all the exercises he made me try. Knowing I’m strong made me feel proud of myself. I’ve had to make myself get out of bed some days when I really didn’t want to go work out, so I’m also proud that I am disciplined. Tonight I’ll take it easy, and maybe tomorrow I’ll be able to go to the gym. If not, that’s okay, I’m on the right track.

My camera broke, which is frustrating. I was taking photos on Halloween and I ended up dropping it. Then, it wouldn’t turn on. I don’t have a card reader so I can’t get the photos transferred on to my computer, which is a shame, because they were awesome. Oh well, hopefully soon I will get them uploaded.

FUCK YEAH AMERICA! This is the first time I’ve been proud to be an American post-9/11.