I missed the part where it stopped being 'bout Imus

I probably graduated. We'll know for sure in ~4 hours. I never really cared about a 4.0 until I might accidentally get one.

I gained a shit-ton of weight over finals (i.e. ~3lbs). But, never stopped writing down everything I ate, never stopped weighing myself. So we're doing a little two-week reboot. Eat near maintenance for about a week, but make sure I get to the gym EVERY DAY. Even if its biking cause I fucked up my hamstring yesterday and my shoulder hurts from two days ago. Then welcome-to-the-jam back at it.


It's odd, no one knows I lost sixty pounds in the first place, I don't even feel like I lost sixty pounds. So, really. no one has any idea that I gained three. But I feel like I just gained all sixty back.

This is probably not healthy. It's three pounds. Calm down.

But being gigantic isn't healthy, either.

Pick your poison, right?

Nobody who was completely sane accomplished anything.


Not running for AUDA board. I can't deal with a room full of people who are well aware that a tough decision needs to be made and then repeatedly make no decisions. It feels like I'm taking crazy pills. Maybe I'll actually coach youth.

I did my first pull-ups in a gym ever, yesterday. Always did them at home, so they never felt like they were real. Did 3 sets of 2 inbetween calf raises.

I played at SCAM practice a few weeks ago with the knee-sleeve instead of the giant brace. First time doing anything besides drills without the giant brace, first time not using the giant brace since August. Felt pretty good. Still slow as shit. But felt good.

Baby steps.