Day 22-28 A miserable attempt

Real short post tonight.  I realize I really screwed the couch as they say in certain corners of my imagination with this month's 30 day trial.  Mostly, a few things piled up this month along with me really sort of dooming myself by trying to add too much at the same time and I eventually just let it all go to the wayside. 

Next month, I'm going to refocus again but this time, I'm going to put it towards 30 days of drawing.  While April was 30 days of no-gaming that resulted in me picking up my beloved pencils again, June will be devoted to that cause which is something much more appealing and exciting to me than a 30 day workout regimen.  Maybe once I have my comic flushed out I can worry about making my workout plan golden but for now, the random runs with Nicole as she prepares for a Half-Marathon and the tri-weekly workouts I've been able to commit too will suffice just fine.  If nothing else, my burning out on working out too much did get me addicted to the actual act of it.  Went and worked out tonight and made my upper-body feel like rubber which means its working.

So, more tomorrow when I've better collected my thoughts on what June has in store for me.

Aside from all that though, my Australian Connection has reserved his flights to the Americas and will be testing the local bars infrastructures here in Denver this summer.  I've decided I'll totally be getting him a leather cowboy hat, 2 or 3 stuffed alligators and 10' bowie knife so that he feels authentically Australian while he's here, as I'm sure everyone will ask him if he's seen the movie Crocodile Dundee and I'd love if we can try and convince people it was an actual documentary.

As well, my bud Lee qualified for Tae-Kwon-do Nationals it seems, so that's freaking sweet.  All those times he accidentally split wood beams with his forehead finally paid off it looks like. He can splinter trees with a single thought it's foretold.  A single thought.