Went bowling with the not-boyfriend for a couple of hours. Good times were had. This morning, I awoke to find that, damn, my ass hurts. I didn’t expect bowling to result in a sore ass. Sore wrist, maybe, sore arm. Sore ass? It was totally innocent bowling, I promise!
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I’ll get there. Rugby’s rescheduled for Tuesday, as Dayton public transit sucks, and getting home from downtown at 10pm was near impossible. Rugby folks will help me set up a ride home for the Tuesday practice instead.
Yes, Yes, I Know: More Rollerderby, Less Boyfriend Read More »
Oh yes indeed it does. One of my workday workout companions suggested this, actually, after watching me doing my assisted pull-ups yesterday. She mentioned Dayton had a team, and I said I was interested. She has a friend who coaches, and said they’re always welcoming new folks, even those without rugby experience. I checked out
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I did 50 minutes of cardio on a *Sunday.* I have two low-cost coffee dates set up for this week (because life is better when we socialize, people). I don’t like to think of this as me dating again. I am merely socializing. We’ll see what happens as a result. I lost 6 lbs, for
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I let this little old woman go ahead of me at Trader Joe’s today, because she only had two items, and it seemed silly for this frail little woman to stand there behind me with her pack of tuna curry and soy sauce while I bought my $35 in groceries. She thanked me for allowing
I had dreams last night that I was spending money. Vasts amounts of fun money, far over budget, in particular, on food and books. In particular, sugar-free chocolate.
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I was doing some random googling tonight, and wondered what would happen if folks only had my first name and location. Would they discover my TRUE IDENTITY? According to Google, no. Cause there is apparently ANOTHER KAMERON IN DAYTON. And you all thought MySpace pages weren’t good for anything. Look at how perfectly my identity
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