introduced my haircut to the gym. 3 miles on the elliptical at resistance 10, took me over 30 min...watched my first episode of entourage...maybe i won't move to california after all...sadly, i actually got an ok workout over it. today is the first day in 3 weeks. well, the first week was perth, so that's a legit excuse, and then i gave myself a week off to let my knee heal, and last week my foot was fucked up. actually, my foot still is fucked up...and i think playing on it sunday wasn't the smartest idea, but i'm not sorry. i need to get back on a steady gym schedule. not least of all because it takes fucking forever to get my gas tank changed (so i can't use too much hot water at home).

i heckled brian because he was throwing on the sidelines with adeline, but he traveled on every throw. like he was drawing arcs in the dirt, and he wasn't sorry or trying or anything to correct it. i can't handle it when ppl play undisciplined ultimate, especially when they know better. it just makes me feel like lucy van horn. anyways, he asked me if there was anythign wrong, and why i was being so edgy...and i told him nothing and i wasn't, but he didn't believe me. in retrospect, i shoudl've just made fun of him more in response. anyways, i was vindicated, because he turfed four throws in the last hour or so of play, and i'm convinced it's cuz he's used to dragging his foot while he throws, so if he's actually trying to keep his foot stationary, he bends at the waist to compensate. practice what you play, people!

oh, and even while injured, i ran adeline around in circles. i got open at will, which is actually something i'm quite proud of, considering i can't put weight on my left foot...like running from the line to play d, i had to do a skip-hop sorta thing.