Well holy cow, Durf's Weekly Workout is back for Week 2! I'm just as
surprised as you, honestly; I sort of figured I'd be excited about this for
like two days and then go back to pretending I never thought it up as a way to
feel less guilty about abandoning it. But for now I'm still here,
lifting and listening and passing insights on to you. This week was a
little rough; the Durfette has a head cold, so sleep was compromised and
motivation waned. I certainly don't want to complain, because I can't
imagine being pregnant and dealing with all that goes on with that
and then being sick on top of that, but
maaaaybe the gap between being pregnant and dealing with a pregnant woman is
sma... (
Ed. Note: Durf is trending toward dangerous territory, so to protect him
from himself I've put this Editor's Note over his
probably-correct-but-incredibly-stupid-to-vocalize thoughts on being the partner of a pregnant women. Brutalitopia values its writers' safety, because
there are only three of them and they don't write that much anyway, so we
have to keep them safe. *listens*
Ok, I think he's finished.)..ou know?
But
sleep or no sleep, I'm committed dammit; I made the lifts and listened to the
tunes, so now all that's left is to recap! Onward!
