Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Neat.

So Liz just emailed me. Apparently there is a photo of me laying out from Fools Fest.
Neat.



Yes, I catch it. In some ways it is among the most startling catches I've made. Just after this photo, the disc caught a wind current and moved closer to my body. I couldn't get my fingers under the rim, but I scooped and cradled the disc against my chest. I managed to catch this one without using my fingers. It'll never happen again, and I can't tell you what made me think it would work. It's pretty cool to see yourself on film. I guess there's a lot of ego wrapped up in that, and maybe that's wrong. But I love ultimate. I think I play pretty well and frankly it's one of the few places where I like seeing photos of myself. Normally I hate it, but I love photos of me playing. Mainly because I love playing. So now I have one.

Progress

Small but real victories....

Walked into a local CD store and was easily able to find both Built to Spill's newest album and Josh Ritter's. How's that for progress.

In other news of progress, all this going to the gym seems to be having some sort of effect on the shape and capacity of my muscles. Namely they are more bulbous...it's like they're getting larger. And a corresponding discovery seems to be that they can exert more force. Strange things, both. No complaints. Just strange to look at myself in the mirror and wonder whose arms I'm seeing.