The only progress I’ve made is to get more sore.

I’m not sure what I can say about my week. I know I’ve stuck my foot in it a couple of times and that’s just the way it goes. Fortunately, however, I am going on vacation and maybe everyone will forget what a loudmouthed lout I am.

I’m also very sore from going to the gym. I wonder if there’s any point where I won’t be sore from going to the gym, but I think if that day were to come it would have been when I was much younger. Of course I’m not very sensible and was probably the only one doing Tyler’s 30 birthday burpees this week, but someone’s got to do them, right?

Well I’m close to incoherently tired right now and I think I need a plan. So the plan is to go on vacation next week (no kidding) and to possibly see a movie this weekend and possibly eat at Little Big Burger. And get a massage tomorrow. Most of this is already on the schedule. Not bad.