Roughin’ It
I apologize for the relative “silence.” It’s been a topsy-turvy week . . . lots of emotional upheaval and schedule fucked-upedness. Right now all I can think of are those lists on the right. Yeeeeeeeeaaah, buddy. I’m trackin’ that shit. It’s accurate! I’m listening to Mogwai’s Mr Beast RIGHT NOW! YOU SHOULD BE, TOO!
This weekend, we begin formal training for Atlanta (three weeks from today). It’s a pirate-themed birthday celebration. On the beach. Possibly in the rain. Invitees are encouraged to bring rum. And Michelle put another spin on things by asking, “How would you feel about sleeping in a tent?”
If nothing else, I’ll have some good stories to tell. The ones I can remember.
my answer to michelle’s question would go something like, “as long as it’s in a decent hotel, i’d be okay with that.” i’m so not the roughing it kind of girl.
is there remote training i can do? i think i’m gonna need all the help i can get to be in shape for Atlanta.
Posted by on 04/07 at 12:46 PMI am so sad I can’t go to ATL!! SUCCKSSSsss…
Posted by erinire on 04/07 at 01:23 PMMy ATL training consists of revising my will and making peace with everyone I’ve ever angered in the past.
Someone’s gotta be realistic.
Posted by leo on 04/10 at 03:19 PM
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