Rock Bottom

Okay, so I haven't posted in three days and didn't even notice. Usually after three days of not posting I am bursting to get things out. Nothing has happened, so I apologize for the boring report, at this point I am doing it because I feel like I have to, consistency and all, you know.

French camp having been over for five days, I miss people, and wonder about getting in touch with those who are still in town. Then again, they have not been in touch with me. Ran into Louie today downtown while passing by his place of work at a convenient time, and had a good chat, inviting him out on Friday with us. Us being me and whomever Luc has lined up. I am looking forward to that, it will be very nice to see them again.

Not much else to report, got a day of work yesterday and have another tomorrow, which is really nice. My laceraction is only locally infected (cheers) and hopefully won't get worse before it gets better. Nobody likes being on heavy antibiotics.

Hit rock bottom with my weight when I put on my work pants on Tuesday and realized that the pants that were falling off (literally) two years ago, and fairly loose last summer, are tight to be uncomfortable and too short. Ridic! So of course, I went for a run. This is now something I should try to keep up no? So tomorrow, I will run again. It just gets so repetitive and boring, but I hate/loathe the gym, so running outside it must be. Just got to avoid concrete, its bad for the knees.

God, how pathetic, I am reduced to talking about knees. I gotta go.