WTF doesn't stand for Waddling Towards Fitness this month! Travel takes a toll on habitual waddling, and I posted the worst numbers in a long time. I did waddle every day, but the lack of destination walking took a lot of the motivation and fun out of it. Good practice for the future when I may not have that destination--a 10+ round-trip to work...I can't imagine that the Professor won't be calling soon...
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Sunday, September 23, 2012
I climbed into my rig, fastened my belt, did a quick safety check, and started it up. The radio crackled and I heard "LaGrande Dispatch, Professor Javier Boleyn on Table Rock." Damn. "Professor, LaGrande Dispatch--long time no chat..." What, even LaGrande Dispatch knows him? "LaGrande, it has been a long time, but I'm on a mission. First, are you still 2-Stepping over there?" "You betcha. Let 'er Buck!" "Quaint. I'll send you a few copies of my new book, 2-Steppin' The Round-up: Lassoing LARD With Your Lariat." "Hey, that would be great, but I'll bet that's not why you're bouncing of our repeater this morning..." "Indeed. Have you heard from Jackie-boy this morning?" "No, but I expect him to call in shortly. Listen for..." "LaGrande, 763 on Bone Point." "Why there he is now. Why don't you all take it to Project. LaGrande clear."
"Whoan. OK, Professor, I'll get on it. Whoan..."
Sunday, September 2, 2012
What are the numbers? 218.39 for the month; 1955.6 for the year. Yipes!
Oh, man, it's the blower. "Yallow." "Jackie-BOY, what in the name of Achilles' heel is going on, here? 218.39? For a month with no rain--just day after day of beautiful sun? Well? Well? I'm waiting, but not patiently, for whatever lame-ass excuse you have to offer..."