TSA

Ahhh TSA, let me count the ways I hate thee. Another TSA story for the stack. In line and got my stuff on the conveyor belt, then everyone from my lane and the adjacent lane are told to pick their stuff up and move to the last line on the right. They were shutting down those two lanes. How about next time they do that before people have their shit on the conveyor belt? Or finish with the people that are there already.

I get to the scanner, they find nothing as always... Then as my luck would have it they don't consider my surface pro 2 a tablet because I have a Bluetooth keyboard with it. "Sir you have to take out your laptop", " it's not a laptop... Its a surface aka a tablet", "we have to run this again.", " Okay... sure...."

They run my tablet, bag and keyboard through again - still find nothing.

Sigh...good job guys. This is especially stupid since I followed the rules and this didn't happen on my flight here. I passed everything through as is and I had no problems.

TSA you silly

Gym

I find the gym to be therapeutic, but at the same time I find myself in a love hate relationship with the gym. I think it is great for the most part, but then there are days where I don't want to go at all. I am either too tired or demotivated to even try. I especially hate it when I go to the gym and it is packed to the brim with people. That is particularly frustrating.

I was thinking about quitting, but then I wouldn't be building muscle like I have been doing. I have gained 15 pounds of muscle. I have maintained my waist size through the whole journey. I am lifting more weight than ever and now I can't even progress due to some injuries I caused to myself and because I don't have a spotter. Every time I increment my weight it gets harder to maintain as in lifting the weight to use it before I can even perform the main exercise.

I don't know what my aim is anymore. I still want to join a boxing gym. I want to learn self defense. As I am now I can probably hurt someone pretty bad, but the people I keep running into know martial arts of some form or another. I find that to be annoying.

I might visit a nutritionist at one point to learn more about how I should be eating.

The human body is a giant chemistry set and you can play around with it and see what results you get. It's both fun and terrifying.

I gave myself iron poisoning recently because I was eating too much kale. I had no idea that was even possible. I had stomach cramps and extreme bloating for a long while.