That'll teach me.

Well, that was dumb of me. This morning I got so wrapped up in a project that I forgot to eat the power bar (Clif Builder cookies & cream, which I can't seem to find anywhere, dammit; I have to go to the freakin' mountain climbing supply outlet to get it!) that I usually have before I head over to the gym. I did bagwork, abs and arms, but when I was done I was so dizzy it was hard to read for the next half hour or so.

After lunch, I was much better, but I need to keep to my schedule. I can't let it go like that. If I don't get to the gym before noon, I have to use the damn elliptical or a bike to do warmup, and the bagwork is so much more fun (yay, beating things up!).

I have a dirty mind.

I saw Mars rover to descend into gaping crater and my first thought was that the last time I'd seen the phrase "gaping crater" it was in an adult book featuring lots of nasty sodomy, and that the new generation of rovers must be quite talented indeed.

On the other hand, it will be way cool if the bright "bathtub ring" they find inside that, uh, gaping crater turns out to be something quartzy and primordial. "Primordial Mars." Sounds like a Ray Harryhausen flick.