Well, well, well. I guess my working out has paid off a little, if not in pounds lost, but in strength and endurance.

Maybe it’s turned some fat to muscle, or something like that.

Either way, I made it to the top of the Temagami fire tower with little rest, no chest pain and actually, didn’t feel too bad of a burn in my legs, despite the roughly two hundred steps (and a ladder) it takes to get to the top.

Nice.

At least some shit is working out for me.

All progress is progress, even if it’s only a little bit.

(And everything’s progress, because time, learning and change do not end – we only choose to ignore the lessons, and to stem the tide, which is about as fruitful as trying to stop a tsunami by standing in front of it and holding your hands up.)

What a world.

Target: 1300 words
Written: 1559 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Hammered, Elizabeth Bear (I'm enjoying it, but tiiiime, man)
Comics: A Righteous Thirst For Vengeance 4-5, Deadly Class 50, The Scumbag 12
Music: Van Weezer, Weezer