Only one thing missing

I’m sore as hell today.  My body aches when I get out of my chair, walking is somewhat laborious, and I’m finding that when I lift my arms to do certain things, sometimes my arms hit a point of failure to rise beyond a certain point.  After the first day, I thought I was okay, but after day two, and hitting some muscle groups that I could never really exercise from home, has reduced me to being sore and wobbly legged.

Regardless, I see all of this as positive, since these are all signs of growing stronger and improving, and hopefully sooner rather than later, I will feel really good about myself when my pants begin to not feel so tight anymore, as long as I keep this up.

But I have to say that I’ve kind of been spoiled with the last two gyms I’d been a member of prior to this one, because I seem to have a lot of gripes with the new one already.  Aside from the meatheads, it’s simply a crowded gym.  And it’s no more crowded than in the one place any guy would wish weren’t so crowded – the locker room.

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Some things never change

Both Jen and I signed up for a gym, since now that I’m a full-time employee with a degree of sustainable income.  This development makes me happy, because I have always enjoyed going to the gym when I used to go, and over the span of the last four years of not having a gym to go to, I have grown unsatisfied with the degradation of my physical conditioning.  Needless to say, I look forward to the anticipation of improved physical conditioning, the revitalization of muscles that I’ve felt have shrunk a little bit, and the day I realize that pants feel looser around the waist.

As of now, I’ve gone twice, and personally I feel great.  It felt good to be in a gym where I can get back to my old routine of running on a treadmill as well as mixing up a combination of free and machine weights.  I don’t feel tremendously sore like the first time ever at the gym, which means I’m not in too terribly bad shape, which I suppose is a good thing.  I look forward to ironing out a routine and adhering to it in coming weeks and months.

But man, I have to say, the meatheads.  Yeah, I know, no gym is without them, but this particular one is, well, wow.  I sort of knew it would be like this, considering it’s a gym right in the middle of Atlanta, but I’m still a little astonished, having seen it for myself in person now.  It’s amazing just how much posing and fake working out goes on in this place; it’s equally parts amusing, entertaining, creepy and sad.

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This is Ahri before Ahri was cool

Ahri is a character from the online arena game, League of Legends.  She’s based loosely on an Asian mythical nine-tailed fox, that depending on which country you’re asking, has variations on its story.  Most of them depict the nine-tailed fox as an evil creature, mostly utilizing deception, trickery, and/or seduction to commit its evil deeds.  But since the design of the character is so leaning towards Korean in appearance and clothing, I’m lead to the belief that it’s a Korean iteration, the character is loosely based around.

I have this book of translated Korean fairy tales, that a cousin got for my sister when I was young that I somehow came to inherit.  It’s full of entertaining stories and a glimpse of culture differences, but one of the stories dealt with the nine-tailed fox.  And as is the case with most stories involving the nine-tailed fox, it’s evil, and it’s out to kill shit.  But the origins are essentially the same; girl is killed by the nine-tailed fox, nine-tailed fox takes the form of the girl, starts wrecking shit up.  In this story, Ahri kills horses and eats their livers, before killing her parents eventually.  Her brother is eventually the one who kills her, and in the aftermath the true form of a corpse of a fox with nine tails is discovered.

But the above imagery is a stark contrast to the sexified Ahri that’s available to play in LoL today.

Photos: Las Vegas trip, Allison’s birthday

A whole bunch of firsts here – first picture drop of the 2012 year, first batch of images taken with my DSLR, and first photo post with this gallery format.  Which is all in relation to the first trip out to Las Vegas in quite some time for me, the occasion being a friend’s birthday party.  No better excuse to hit up Vegas.

I often say that the mark of a good Vegas trip is going home with the feeling that you missed out on doing some things.  I ate like a pig (surprise), got to do some gambling, and saw a couple of shows, as well as enjoying the company of our large-ish group out there.  But I didn’t get to indulge in Erris Irand ribs, I didn’t play craps, and I didn’t go up the Eiffel Tower, so I can say that I left with some of those feelings of missing out.  But that’s a good thing, because unlike the last few times prior to my burnout, I have something to look forward to the next time I go out there.

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There really should be a special airline just for fat fucks

Coming back from Las Vegas was probably the worst part of the trip.  Not only was there the downer of having to leave Las Vegas, but it turned out that the direct flight from Vegas to Atlanta happened to be full of a bunch of insufferable fat fucks whom all seemed to be from Cleveland routing through Atlanta.  And I’m not just saying such pejoratives because I’m bitter, as the above picture evidences, there really were some severely fat fucks on my flight.

There are tons of stories out there about people complaining about fat people on flights; after all, I’ve personally been bumped from a flight due to an aircraft hitting weight limit while there were still three unoccupied seats, among many others I probably have.  But this one was a new one for me, and agitating enough for me to feel inspired to write about it.

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