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What the heck, man. How is it possible that I can have gained 10 pounds but still completely fit into all my pants? Am I gaining fat in my knees and feet? What the crap?

What makes it all the more annoying is that I thought I had been reasonably good for the last month. I’m not actively dieting, but I figured I’d just eat plenty of vegetables and get lots of exercise, so I’ve been biking 2 or 3 times a week and running occasionally. I have, however, probably been drinking too much. Stupid homemade beer!

I guess it’s possible I gained some muscle, but I tend to doubt it. I do want to buy a large weight-training device within the next few months, though, so hopefully I can develop pecs instead of boobs. I know, I’ve tried it before at the gym, but here’s the thing: the gym sucks. There’s annoying other people there that I have to share machines with, plus now that I don’t work in Newark the school gym (which I have free access to ’cause Sarah works for UD and all) isn’t even remotely convenient anymore. I guess I could JOIN a gym, but…well, for the price of a year’s gym membership, which I probably won’t use much, I can get a Weider Crossbow (about $400-500) and get ripped when I want in the comfort of my own home. Heck YES, says the goat!

Hopefully it won’t turn into a coat rack.

The downside of riding one’s bike a lot, of course, is that if one is redunkulously clumsy, as I am, one occasionally falls off. On Saturday I took a nice long ride around New Castle, and made a wrong turn. Once I realized that the road I’d chosen didn’t go anywhere, I had to make a U-turn in a tight space, lost my balance, and couldn’t get my foot out of the clipless pedal in time to prevent me banging my elbow and skinning my knee. So now I have a skinned knee for the first time since approximately 1993. Gotta tell you, it’s pretty old-school.

Oh, the beer. Well, the first batch came back with mixed results, and I’m not sure why. Overall the beer is good, but certain bottles are a bit skunky. I thought the bottles were sufficiently clean, but who knows. It’s all a mystery. I went ahead and bought a new beer supply anyway, a “Robust Porter.” I definitely did a better job with the boiling and fermenting process, so hopefully it turns out to be a phatty batch. I bottled it last week, so I’ll know by the end of the month. (And quite possibly by then will have bottled yet another 2 cases. Woo unlimited beer supply!)

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  • Rob

    Light is what skunks a beer, so I’m told. But the guy that told me was drinking PBR, so I’m not sure his skunkiness detection skills were extremely fine-tuned.

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