Celebrate!
Hooray for California! More pies, more pies!!
And someone captured the celebration on Castro St. last night.

Hooray for California! More pies, more pies!!
And someone captured the celebration on Castro St. last night.
I had a very odd dream last night that I think could be a sign that I am perhaps taking my workouts and nutrition a bit too seriously. On a typical day I eat between 250-300g of protein per day, it's not all in the form of solid food, much of it is supplemented with smoothies/shakes. Times when I know I won't be able to reach my protein intake goal I must admit that I get a bit edgy and start to panic about getting enough protein, this is where I think my dream stemmed from.
So in the dream I was at home and had no meat, there was no meat to be found in Dallas. I was just in from the gym and was in one of my weird "must have protein fits." This is where it gets gross/odd. I look down at my calves and decide the look pretty meaty so I cut some meat off my leg. In my dream I even commented on how nice the meat looked. The cutting didn't hurt, there wasn't any blood, and I was sure that my calves would just grow back. Everything was so damn surreal that in my dream I even said to myself while I was flexing my carved calves in the mirror, "This has got to be a dream."
Needless to say I woke up in the middle of the night and grabbed my calves to make sure they were in one piece.
With all the stories since the release of the Wii I suppose it was inevitable. Admittedly, I thought other people were just being careless boobs. Reality caught up with my pride and last night I suffered my first Wii related injury.
Brad and I were playing a couple of matches of Wii Tennis, I was winning, and one of my swings was accompanied by a gnashing sound emanating from my right shoulder. Pain quickly followed what felt like my humerus popping out of and back into my scapula. I thought I was lucky, the pain went away rather fast and I continued the match.
This morning I woke up with a sore shoulder. It's had me in a funk all day, I don't like being immobilized. That, and the pathetic irony of it all. As luck would have it though, I have a doctors appointment on Thursday for a physical. If it's not better by then I can bring it up. Feh.