Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Fantastic

Yesterday was simply a fantastic day. I woke up in the morning and the sun was shinning. Something it hasn't done for a week plus in Wisconsin as it was raining and snowing (yes, this is April). I finished my book report, nothing extremely exciting or challenging, just productive. Then Mike came over and we went for a ride on his bike to a pancake house and ate some really fluffy pancakes. I had class which ended early and then attempted to visit an old professor of mine that wrote a wonderful letter of recommendation for me to get into grad school. Sadly his class was still in session (I'll have to try again next week) so I went home to read over my book report again to catch any mistakes (finding very few). Mike and I walked to our bar around 9. As we walked in the door, the bartender waved at us as we are regulars and he knows us. We played pool (exceptionally well) against two other guys and watched car shows on one of the TVs for about three hours before finally heading home for the night.
It was a simple, yet fantastic day. 

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

150

150. A simple enough number. Divisible by 3 to make three even stacks of 50. A good round number. Not scary at all. Unless...they are days.

Do you know what you are going to be doing in 150 days from today? I bet over half of you don't even know what day that is. Well I'll help ya out. It is going to be September 7th, 2013. It'll be a Saturday. Now most of you are thinking, school has begun again and it's the first weekend off for the semester. Sleeping in, then hanging out with friends during the day and maybe hitting a few bars at night to watch some bands play and catch up with old friends, or hanging out with the family. It doesn't sound scary at all. 

Thankfully, that will not be how I will spend my Saturday, September 7th of 2013. I imagine to spend my day something like this: wake up early and get in the car with my mom to drive for an hour or two to a still unknown location. There we will eat our oatmeal as the excitement builds up within us as we duct-tape our shoes to our feet. We will hear the roar of the crowd and the music blaring getting us pumped. Then, it will be our turn. We will scale walls, crawl under barbed wire in thick mud that will pull at our shoes, go swimming (not the leisurely kind with noodles and other floating toys), run through a thick white smoke from a straw fire where we can barely see the ground beneath our feet, go swimming in what feels to be water from the arctic with ice cubes covering the surface, climb cargo nets, jump over and crawl under logs of wood, and make our way through a mile of mud that eats shoes for breakfast, all to end with getting shocked all over the body by 10,000 volts. 

In 150 days, I will be doing the Tough Mudder. What will you be doing?


 






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