Fuckin' hell we had a bitch of a workout. This bothers me. Either the workout was a bitch or I am a pussy. It's hard to tell becuase I'm doing a lot more yards than I was last year. Regardless...I'm layin here feeling like I was beat with a sack of quarters. Since I picked up lifting, I'm...I dunno, bigger? I don't know how this is going to help me be faster. In fact its not...all my 10k times are progressively slower and hovering around that 50 minute mark. This is not good...I need to be rocking around a 42 come June. I suppose the fact I have to run in downtown or west loop Chicago is reason to believe that the time spent waiting for lights to change or for cars could eat up a couple minutes in of itself. Nevertheless...I've got my work cut out for me. Getting on the cycle is going to help I imagine. I haven't been on a spin/trainer at all this winter.
Super magic fingers Tuesday was yesterday...meh. Olbermann is a never ending source of amusement in these situations what with the smart-ass pot shots. I don't know that these results really told us anything we didn't know on Monday. I am suprised to hear the rumors Romney may be pulling out. Good for Huckabee and his massive list of dumb-ass redneck sayings (my fav from the coverage: "it's not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog"). For some reason, I figured Cali would end up going Hillary's way. Maybe its cos of all the special interest bullshit she's got funding from (although it bears mentioning that her recent injection of 5 million could certainly give Obama the edge he needs). Personally, I LIKE Obama. Like he seems like the sort of dude that hang out in my crowd. Of course my typical disdain for politicians in general looms large. I'm sorry, but I can only take so much of people giving America the message that all your individual strife is somebody's fault and the only way you can rise up and do something meaningful with your life is if you elect the person telling you this so they can go in and sort shit out with all the "other people". This is why I'd never make it as president. My "Stop waiting around for people to fix your shit and take actions to positively contribute to the quality of your life" platform isn't going to ring with the middle class, moderates, the right or the left.
...sigh....
In other news...I've decided to devote a sizeable chunk of the weekend to reconfiguring how I've got my music/studio/guitar rig set up. Its time I came to terms with the fact that me and this halfstack are stuck together for life. I may as well start figuring out how to make it fit in with the motif in the room. So that'll require a trip to the home depot where I'll be procuring some beefier steel shelving to house the whole schbang (as opposed to the pedestal for the Roxbox and the upper half of the 2x12 combo in here. I'll post pics when I'm done. My requirements aren't all that elaborate. I just need a way to elevate anything that produces bass so my scrawny little effeminine Indian neighbor doesn't call the front desk every time I decide to listen to a mix with any bass or percussion in it.
Bagel Thursday tomorrow morning....suweeeet. It's slushy as fuck and I have to ride over to the Michigan office tomorrow all along Lake St....nawt suweeeeet