After refusing to go to sleep until 10pm last night, Destroyer woke up at 5am and couldn’t figure out why she was in a bad mood. Which is kind of funny, I suppose.
I went to Boulder Movement after work today and climbed for about an hour; I did some grip training and tried dangling from a bar (I can hang for a minute at the moment, which is neither terrible nor great). I still have the remains of a cold so I’m sneezy and my throat is a little sore, but hopefully by the end of this weekend I’ll be match fit again.
Speaking of match fit, I had three games of online Blood Bowl today, each more frustrating than the last. The last was a nadir:, playing against a totally silent Italian who flattened most of my team in the first half, and then spent the second half pointlessly smashing the rest of them up instead of scoring and finishing the game. I have a few more injured players and no joy from the entire experience, and am going to bed to sulk. Happy Friday.