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The Week in Wins
Ok, well, yes, it is only Friday… Lets face it people my life is not win, so Thursday was pretty spectacular.
1. The pipes froze on the roof! “How is that ‘win’?” you may ask, well let me tell you. For 3 weeks my AC pipes have been freezing and Jesse (yeah i know) the maintenance dude hasn’t been able to find the problem… SO today super awesome pipe fixer man from a super awesome pipe fixing company knocked on my door and fixed my pipes! AND it only took him 5 minutes to find the problem and fix it… /boggle No more freezing! Yay! Thank you super awesome pipe fixer man! Bonus: he was pretty cute. OR I just don’t see many hot guys anymore. 
2. Master Darin remembers me especially and calls me “Jayd Warrior.” Pretty neat imo. At least punching that dude in the face was memorable to others as well. 
3. Wall-E = win. Yay for midnight showings!! That was actually the most ppl I have seen in a theater since Honduras. It was so packed I had to sit between 2 random people. Oo I know. I almost felt like I went with people! Until I got out, then yeah. But the movie was hilarious, worth paying full price if you have too! Go see it. IF you see it Friday let me know and I will get you an exclusive CAST only Wall-E Opening Day pin.
And that was my week in wins.
Oh, one other pretty uber thing did happen. (4 in one week, I know, positively shocking!) Tuesday I got home early and spotted the mail man. So I stalked him until he got to my mail box and had him give me my mail from the mail man side since our landbitches won’t give me the friggin’ key to our mail box. I got mail, and that is win too.
My spot, not yours
My building has a separated parking lot. The first area, directly in
front of the building, has all the reserved and handicapped spaces. I park in the second area with the rest of the plebes. There are more people working in the building that are starting to ride motorcycles into work to save on gas, and a ton of motorcycle only spots at the very front of the second lot. What is funny is that a couple of the people that have reserved spots at the very end of their lot are riding motorcycles in and parking in “their spot.” The motorcycle specific spots in the second lot are actually closer, but I guess since they don’t a have a reserved spot there it’s just not worth it.
Staggering across the line
I ran my first ever half-marathon on Saturday and completed it in an hour and 51 minutes which is a decent 8:26 per mile pace. I am very sure that I could have pulled out an hour and 45 minutes, but starting at about mile 10 I had to take at least 5 minutes worth of walking spread out about every three-quarters of a mile. I’m not very happy about that part.
I only prepared for about three weeks for this one, with a 3-8-3 (miles) schedule during the week and then a long run on Saturday morning. As an aside, I’ve been sleeping on the couch Friday nights since Otter doesn’t want to be up at 0500 on a Saturday, what a weirdo. The bad thing about this is that running at 0600 in Texas is pretty nice even by the time you get finished an hour or two later. Running at 0800 (the race start time) in Texas is not so nice since the sun has seared all the clouds from the sky at that point. It may just be a Texas thing, but the line for the beer tent at the end of the race was the longest and nearest to the end of the course. I skipped the beer and downed a bunch of orange slices (hello memories of AYSO games) and glasses of HEED (interesting stuff).
So. The next thing to do at this point is clearly run a full marathon. 26.2 miles of running with no companionship but the voices. The next one in the area is in November: will I be crazy enough to run it by then?
Lightbulb
When the first part of your idea starts “well, if I tie down the engine control handle (for the lawn mower),” it’s probably not a good idea.
23 > 25
We killed Archimonde last night. It went pretty nicely once we dropped 2 people. Huurrrr DPS.
Butter : Why I wish I had some
As it turns out, Imperial is not butter. I do not wish to go back to the store, soooo I will look like I was attacked by a large heathen tomorrow. I can say however my virtue is still intact and his eye will be black and blue… and he only bled a little.
So, I’m going to Discovery Church here in Orlando, Melson (the former Melton) and Robbie hooked me up here and I was thinking I wanted to join a bible study or small group, anything really to get out and meet people. None of them looked appealing though until I hit “Kung Fu.” Yes, you heard it, my small group is Kung freaking Fu. Win. Anyways, it’s on Thursdays at 7:15pm, cool right? Well, I just got a job working for The Mouse and it’s full time so I don’t know what hours I will have for free time until Tuesday sadly, so I might not be able to continue.
BUT at least I know the basics of defending myself and how to hurt someone REALLY badly… They didn’t really teach us how to hurt someone though, that was an added bonus since my partner got about as serious as I did. Everyone else was going all nice and slow, we were like lightning speed, fists were flying everywhere, round house kicks were being blocked, it was cool. Anyways, I didn’t mean to punch him in the face. No really, I didn’t. I tried to aim(link) my punches over his shoulder to avoid doing said move. We basically would try to start slow, but then we would escalate to matrix speed and he blocked my right but wasn’t fast enough to block my left punch and he didn’t swerve as planned (he’s good at swerving, like a boxer or something), so I got him in the glasses (good thing b/c my ring is somewhat sharp) and the nose. Good news is, there was only a little blood, and his glasses didn’t break, bad news is he will have a nice shiner tomorrow.
Mind you, I did not escape unscathed. Why I wish I had butter: starting at my wrists and ending at my elbows I’m bruising from blocking punches and his roundhouse kicks, as well as my right shin from my round house being blocked. Oddly enough my sides (where he repeatedly punched me, I hope he isn’t bruising there too) don’t hurt nearly as much as my poor wrists. So, what did I learn about myself? My right leg and arm do not like to move without each other… (kick then punch sometimes ended up being kick and punch, oops!). Slow motion is not for me. Matrix, on the other hand, is something I can do.
It was a crazy awesome work out, which was half the attraction. There was lots of laughing, lots of pain, some apologizing, and I met people. I was really good at some moves, and need practice at others. Overall it was a good time investment of an entire evening. I really hope I can get a schedule with my Thursdays off so I can continue this. And now if you will excuse me, I’m off to the shower, and find some ice…
An Observation
Occasionally I will eat one of the Met-RX protein bars, usually when I’m going running or playing soccer eary in the day and don’t want to worry about breakfast. After I ate the last one, I read the package a little bit and noticed that they have a little line on there that says you shouldn’t eat the product if the “foil wrapper is torn or missing.” What happens if the wrapper is missing and you don’t know that it is. Do you know not to eat the bar, or do you trust it anyways since it’s a cube of sawdust?
A Health Tip
Last week I was on a trip to FL for business. All of the stairwells in the the building I was staying in were one-way. You could get into the stairwell from any floor, but then all the doors going into the building were locked except for the first floor so you could use the stairwell to get out. This led to a lot of elevator time, where I noticed the state elevator registration form had a nifty watermark that said:
BE HEALTHY: Use the stairs!
Thanks for introducing yourself
It’s nice for all those folks that haven’t met you yet. Guess what though: they can see your rank and your last name on your uniform so introducing yourself as “Rank LastName” does jack-all to help them.