My Shirt Is Too Tight O.o

The latest round of workouts appears to be making my shoulders, biceps, and upper back inflate like balloons, with the net result that my shirts are getting tighter across the chest ... where they already had a tendency to pinch. I'm recovering much faster from these than I did from my first return workout, which is definitely a good thing -- a weekend of wobbly legs and arms made for difficult days. My chiro also commented on my back muscles "seeming stronger," which is cool and all, but I've only been back at it twice a week for two weeks. (Maybe she was just trying to be encouraging?) In any case, it's time to get some new shirts this weekend, I guess.

( Speaking of which, here are the numbers for last night... )

Weight: 330 lbs., which is consistent with the past few visits. I'm guessing I must have just used the machine wrong the first time.

In Other News...

I finally got enough LotRO last night, it seems. Although I'm still interested in the game and want to play, as of today Lachwen has stopped trying to eat my brain and demanding I play more. It seems she was just desperate to get out of Bree and is now content to take her time around the Forsaken Inn, but until the game actually gets to Gondor, she's going to have a hard time finding anywhere else so cosmopolitan. Middle-earth just doesn't have much in the way of cities! There was a plague in Eriador, after all.

-The Gneech

Stupid Ponies

I'm not sure who declares these things, but somebrony or other declared today "Brony Appreciation Day," in honor of which rhanlav posted this to his Google+ account.

There's a lesson there for all of us.

-The Gneech