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.