Addicted

Well its official, I’m addicted to Oblivion.  I spent most of the day yesterday playing it, and I fully intend to play some more when I get home.  I also intend to play a bit of WoW.  After all, without my help, Azeroth will slowly become more and more of a hellhole… wait…

*ahem*

Anyway.

After lunch, I decided to run down eleven flights of stairs and then climb back up them.  Doing this, I can see that I’m in a little bit better shape than I was in college, when climbing three flights of stairs would leave me a bit winded and leaning up against a wall for a few moments.  I climbed four flights before I started breathing faster.

At six flights I wondered why the hell I decided to do such a horrible thing to myself.

At eight flights I was practically lurching up the stairs.

At nine I had to take a break, I could go no further, gasping in air that seemed too cold, too hot, and too thin all at the same time.  The ninth floor is one of mine, and I could have ended it there, but I committed myself to eleven, so I hauled myself up, and climbed those last two flights.

In a nutshell, it sucked.  But I fully intend to do it again tomorrow.  Hopefully it’ll suck just a tiny bit less.

Zel-kun out.