Despite my better judgment, I went hashing today. We started at 1, but it was only 100 degrees. The nice thing about walking a hash is that people get stopped up or turned around so you aren't really ever too far behind. I ran just a little of it-- maybe half a mile total. After the run we all got on inner tubes in a river and floated two miles down to where we'd left our cars. There were jello shots, but 1) I hate Jell-O and 2) it was melted anyway and 3) REALLY????!?! Anyway.
Earlier in the day, I went to the gym and shot and messed around for an hour. I used a men's size ball, since I always had to in college playing coed intramural. I made one three-point shot and was inordinately proud. Jurek's book is good.
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