cross-training

well, unfortunately Korea the Slim couldn't join the rest of the boys at the crack of dawn for the sidewall-busting jaunt saturday morning, because i had some prior arrangements - like playing four rugby matches in two days and beating the crap out of some good friends. there's nothing that brings people like controlled violence on the rugby field, i say, and we did a damned good job of it over the weekend.

but i was hot - so hot i saw guys in orange suits burst into flame! well, adrian cronaeur i'm not. two days in over-eighty degree temps running your ass off will make you quote old movies, however, so sue me.

i just wanted to concur with A1 that i can't go 30 minutes or more without thinking about jay, but i found my one source of peace from the madness of jay is playing rugby. violence is cathartic, apparently!

well, rugby's over until late summer. bring on the heavy training!

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