I had a nice sit down talk with my pounding head and acheing liver yesterday morning and we decided maybe it would be time for a nice break from the booze. So starting yesterday I am going on a short wagon ride to camp sobriety. Mind you, this will certainly not be a weekend stay. Just until bowling on Thursday. Bowling sober is generally not a good idea, and I really don't want to test those waters. So, we will see how the next two days go. It was supposed to be a lifting night last night, but after lifting on Friday my body felt like it was almost drawn and quartered by the Budwieser Clydesdales. The stationary bike was my tool of torture yesterday evening, 30 minutes, then I took the hell hound for a one mile walk. That was all I could handle, so I watched the finale of Hells Kitchen and went to bed. I am a wild and crazy guy.
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