It's been a whole week. Things have slowed down, including my activity on this blog (for which I apologize - see footnote for more on this), but let's be serious: I'm never going to be too far from the gym.
For starters, I've been diagnosed (as I may have mentioned before) with Restless Leg Syndrome. So it wasn't a doctor who diagnosed me, big deal. All I'm saying is that I get a little antsy without some physical activity during the day.
To settle my RLS, I've been keeping busy. I'll play some pickup with the returning guys off and on, head into the gym alone to shoot a little bit - it takes a bit more coaxing for the ball to go into the basket these days - and I try to lift several times a week. This old, withering body of mine won't transform into Rambo all by itself, you know. Pretty soon all I'll need is a bandana, some eye black and a jungle to rampage.
Much to the delight of my mom, I've been able to routinely get to class for the first time in several months. My professors are also delighted. They no longer have to field my emails about our next road trip. You're welcome.
Luckily the NCAA Tournament resumes tomorrow. It's been a long few days of baseball highlights. Nothing against baseball (well, maybe not NOTHING), but the season is just too long. Let's be serious- from April until November there won't be much to see on TV besides some strikeouts, a few diving catches, fewer and fewer home runs (the MLB is really cracking down on steroids - or so they say) and maybe a new season of Jersey Shore.
I'll be looking forward to the commercials.
I'm also going to start a poll for my dad. We need to find him a hobby because for the last 18 years or so his summers, falls and winters have been spent watching me play basketball. I was thinking bowling, but he's left-handed. Something about gravity and the earth's rotation tells me he'd only be a good bowler in the southern hemisphere somewhere; and I don't think my mom will let him move to Australia anytime soon. Herding cattle crossed my mind but we're hard-pressed to find a pair of chaps or stirrups in Erie so here we are back at square one.
He just caved a month or so ago, however. He and my mom have cable television now for the first time in about five years. That's a start.
Is waiting until this weekend for another one too much? Text "YES" or "NO"
