All kinds of pain...

My body is just ravaged. I had a very active weekend where each activity would destroy a different party of my body.

Friday Night:Dancing at Cowboys. I didn't plan on going but it was poker night at my place and the table was full. I figured if I'm going to lose $10 I might as well do it having some fun so Kendra and I left to join some others at Cowboys. Thankfully it wasn't that smokey there and I danced a lot. I even know how to two-step. I was convinced that I didn't. I felt like Jason Bourne. I have amnesia and just forgot I knew how to dance. Weird.



Dan's balls...

Saturday Morning: Left early for paintball in Cochrane. This place was huge, 110 acres of terrain. There are tire fields, towers, ridges, forests. It's pretty crazy. I sucked it up the first couple games. I still felt like I was actually being shot at. Then we did the towers and my team kicked ass. In the end Rob and I had Scott pinned down in his tower until we finally got him in the chest. I registered 3 kills and made Brendan run out of ammo on me.



Nevin: Laugh it up buddy, I'm going to shoot you!



Dirty boys. I thought just Brendan's mind was in the gutter.

My favorite part of the day was the duals. We'd load our guns with 4 or 5 bullets and mark off 30 paces. Then we'd go shot for shot. After each one we'd take a step towards each other and go again. Dan and Luke had a few hilarious stand offs. Dan is a great shot and made Lucas pay. Lucas had to go el-cheapo to even it up.



Lucas messed with Dan the Geer. He'll think twice next time...and probably just shoot him in the back from the beginning.

I went against Ben...a great decision. That guy can't hit anything. I pegged him twice in the forearm (the marks overlapped) and twice in the body. He missed with two, grazed me with one, and finally found my chest for the last.



Ben shows off his wounds. How's the arm buddy?

Kolla was easily the super-sniper of the day. He'd pick of people from so far away and hit Adam in the head twice during their dual.



McHale's Navy?? Meet Michael's Army...although I'd brobably never go to war with them.

Saturday night: So we're all sore and bruised...a nice barbecue sounds about right. We had about 25-30 people over at our house that night. It was a good time. The alcohol was immediately numbing. And you know what I learned? Chicks dig battle scars:



Scott and I pick up the ladies. That face just says "STUD" doesn't it?!



Nevin must have more scars, he's got three ladies. Where's that hand going?

We really need a fire pit in our back yard. We had the circle of chairs but only Ben sitting in the middle for entertainment. I guess he is pretty flaming most of the time but it's just not the same. It was still very nice in the yeard. Brendan was sure enjoying our game of musical chairs. Everytime someone got up for a beer their seat was stolen but another one usually opened up by the time they got back.



I can't feel my bum.

There was also a party going on inside. They had Anchorman playing several cute girls that I hadn't met before. Peter was getting quite a few laughs. His girlfriend Angela was down too. She has the patience of a goddess.



Peter: "Ladies and gentlemen, can I please have your attention. I've just been handed an urgent and horrifying news story. I need all of you, to stop what you're doing and listen."

Sunday:Okay, I'll finish this quick. Lucas and Nevin were really keen on getting our wakeboarding season started so we went down to Nanton in the afternoon to get the boat ready. My dad came with us and we launched the boat in the new reservoir near Nanton, Twin Lakes. It's May, 7:00 PM, and windy. I don't remember the last time I was so cold but it had to be in the depths of winter. I still managed to pull out a few of my tricks but I just couldn't get my usual air. I blame that on Lucas's P.O.S. board.

Monday: I skipped the gym but still went to hockey. My legs are sore from Saturday, my back is killing me from Sunday. For once I just didn't want to play. I wanted to stay warm and lazy. Gotta toughen up. It was still fun but definitely the hardest hockey I've played this summer.

I rode my bike into work today too. Andrew wants me to come running with him at noon...I don't think I'm going to survive this week. Lucily I can look forward to Montana this weekend. Nothing but sun, sleep, and relaxation. Oh right, my dad's coming with us. Nothing but work, frustration, some obscure sense of accomplishment. Hey, the place will be right primed for July.

Just so you know I have been turning up the work intensity this week...I just took a short break.