| | Oh my gosh! Looky there! It's been three months since I've blogged something. I dunno. It's been hard to know what to write. Work has been good (for those about to obsess over my work situation) . My boss' church bought a large furniture store and we are doing what is referred to as a "build out". Which means almost totally gutting out the inside and rebuilding it into a church. It's kept us working pretty steady since Christmas. The good news is that they are in the process of getting another church to build right after this one's done. We'll see how that goes.
It's been a little hard working so steady. I come home tired and haven't really gotten on top of that. I usually come home to take a "power nap". It turns into a several hour semicomatose vegetative state which I come out of in time to take a shower and go to bed. I blame the drive home. I feel good when I leave work. I think of all the good things I'm gonna do when I get home. But by the time I swing the blazer door open, it's all I can do to make it inside. That's lame, I know. I've been trying, for weeks, to get up to my cousin's so I can see my Godson. It's just not happening. And that's frustrating.
Yesterday I competed in the famous "Shamrock Games" in Springfield, IL. For those of you not involved with the Scottish games, the "Shammies" as insiders call 'em are held inside. They are the only Scottish games in the country (perhaps the world) that are held indoors. They're held at the state fairgrounds in the colosseum where they do rodeos and such. Spaces fill up fast and this was my first year of competing in them.
It was a good day. Er...well...sorta. I felt pretty good considering how good I have been. Aaaand, I may (or may not) have set two new PR's. One in heavy weight for distance, and one in Braemar stone.  That's the good part. I pretty much stunk at the rest of it. I was rusty. I didn't mind stinking at weight over bar, but my heavy hammer was embarrassing.  And I didn't even get 18' in the sheaf (but people were telling me that the bag was too tight and hanging up on their forks also).  And I couldn't pick the caber because the ground was so soft that I couldn't get my footing and drive off them. I'm not trying to make excuses, just observations.
So, I feel a little sore today, but not bad. Actually I feel pretty good. So I'm gonna have to start practicing more. It's good life, as long as you don't weaken.
SDG
Edwin H. Schulze
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| | Posted 3/22/2009 9:48 PM - 14 Views - 4 eProps - 2 comments
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Guess I'll just kick off my year at Warrensburg... 
You gonna come?