I'm gonna seriously hurt myself (again) one day.
It seems my current thing is to act violently and stupidly whilst drunk, and whilst sober attempt to play more sport than my body can handle at this present state of being. I used to be fit. And then there was the whole knee thing which made me sit around on my ass for a year and a bit.
So to combat that I bought a bike. And I love riding, don't get me wrong - it's god damn awesome fin, but I still don't have the stamina I'd like to. So today I attempted the City of Perth Great Bike Ride. However there is a precurser to this.
Friday after work we wandered down to the Belgian Beer Cafe, where some frites, and a few steins and a lady got the better of me. The worst of me continued on and got dragged to the Bog, and acted like a violent, chauvanistic, testosterone fueled pig, and I'm fucking disgusted with what I remember. What I don't remember has got to be worse.
And I decided to walk the 9km home (yeah there's the stupid whilst drunk part right there folks).
So I get up, work Saturday, and meet my mates out for a kick of the old round ball.Good fun, didn't warm up well enough, probably shouldn't done it on a hangover and I got some awful cramps and shin-splints. Wen't home, did the good thing and rested and iced the legs and watching Harry Potter whilst MSNing it up.
So this morning I get up, dump the bike into the Excel and kick into the city to arrive at 7. Hook up with my work mates who are riding as well, get our gear and marshall our way to the start line. We're off, it's fun, and after a kilometre, I get the shin-splints back. I lasted 7km more before giving up in pain.
So I've managed to be a right bastard to a few friends and associates, and fucked up the good things I was going to do.
A lot of this stems from trying to be more social with a wider group of people, mostly because my best friend and her boyfriend (also a close mate) are planning on moving thousands of miles away soon. However, I've been making some god damn poor choices recently which gets me nowhere, and I wish I knew a way to curb this without being completely introverted.
How was your weekend?
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Part 2:
The wonderful Nadsy, invited me over for dinner last Thursday, and I must say it was fantastic. The girl is an awesome cook. Then we sat and chatted and let her cat Steve(Lucy) entertain us... cheeky lil fucker that it is.
Oh, and I finally got the DVD... huzzah!
It seems my current thing is to act violently and stupidly whilst drunk, and whilst sober attempt to play more sport than my body can handle at this present state of being. I used to be fit. And then there was the whole knee thing which made me sit around on my ass for a year and a bit.
So to combat that I bought a bike. And I love riding, don't get me wrong - it's god damn awesome fin, but I still don't have the stamina I'd like to. So today I attempted the City of Perth Great Bike Ride. However there is a precurser to this.
Friday after work we wandered down to the Belgian Beer Cafe, where some frites, and a few steins and a lady got the better of me. The worst of me continued on and got dragged to the Bog, and acted like a violent, chauvanistic, testosterone fueled pig, and I'm fucking disgusted with what I remember. What I don't remember has got to be worse.
And I decided to walk the 9km home (yeah there's the stupid whilst drunk part right there folks).
So I get up, work Saturday, and meet my mates out for a kick of the old round ball.Good fun, didn't warm up well enough, probably shouldn't done it on a hangover and I got some awful cramps and shin-splints. Wen't home, did the good thing and rested and iced the legs and watching Harry Potter whilst MSNing it up.
So this morning I get up, dump the bike into the Excel and kick into the city to arrive at 7. Hook up with my work mates who are riding as well, get our gear and marshall our way to the start line. We're off, it's fun, and after a kilometre, I get the shin-splints back. I lasted 7km more before giving up in pain.
So I've managed to be a right bastard to a few friends and associates, and fucked up the good things I was going to do.
A lot of this stems from trying to be more social with a wider group of people, mostly because my best friend and her boyfriend (also a close mate) are planning on moving thousands of miles away soon. However, I've been making some god damn poor choices recently which gets me nowhere, and I wish I knew a way to curb this without being completely introverted.
How was your weekend?
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Part 2:
The wonderful Nadsy, invited me over for dinner last Thursday, and I must say it was fantastic. The girl is an awesome cook. Then we sat and chatted and let her cat Steve(Lucy) entertain us... cheeky lil fucker that it is.
Oh, and I finally got the DVD... huzzah!
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