On Being Sore

Why? I could finish this post with that, but I won't. It's day four of Cliff kicking his butt week, and so far, so good, though, as I mentioned, I am ridiculously sore. I have gone on four runs, gone on three hikes, and yesterday when I donated plasma I weighed 239! What now? I haven't seen a scale reading that low since like 2006! So, things are looking up, and I am looking awesome. That being said, I make an end for this post.

This is Captain Danger out.

On Having Time on My Hands

So, I'm down to less than four weeks until my wedding. Am I excited? That could be an understatement. However, it's recently dawned on me (there may have been some prodding involved) that if I want to look more awesome than usual for my wedding, I'm going to need to get my butt in gear. So, as I'm going to be having a lot of time on my hands this week, as my fiance is working an all-day-and-into-the-evening job, I hereby pledge to the Internet (I've already told her) that I will get my butt into gear this week and will hopefully keep it in gear the following weeks. This week I pledge that I will go running every day (pre-determined routes) and on days when I have time (ostensibly every day, but maybe not Thursday) I will hike up into the mountains for several hours. I will not make an inordinate pig of myself at meals and I will, overall, continue to be awesome. That being said, I make an end of this post.

This is Captain Danger out.

On Broken Fingers

Another brief post stating that broken fingers tend to take away a lot of the fun things that I can do. Playing guitar is one example. Rock climbing is another. Just sayin'. Anyway, that's all I've got for today. I make an end.

This is Captain Danger out.

On Engagement

All I can say, is if I were to go back, I would make this engagement last two months, not three. In fact, one sounds awesome. Not that I don't like being engaged, but I mean, I would much rather be married. With that, I make an end.

This is Captain Danger out.