When war is in your blood...

My Bible study just went and saw Rambo together. Definitely one of the goriest movies I've ever seen. So over the top that we were laughing at quite a bit of it. For those of you wondering why on Earth a Bible study went to see such a movie: our fearless leader, Steve, has lead a number of mission trips into Myanmar [Burma]. The plot, what little there is, revolves around John Rambo rescuing missionaries from Burmese rebels. And I'm sure it provided us enough quotes to last us through summer.

Classes: I like them. Not terribly hard currently, and quite repetitive, but I can tell that they are going to be good. I've been given a lot of statistics on how fat and out of shape America is, and I think we'll get to the remedy soon. I found out what legumes are, and which cholesterol is good for you [HDL, as opposed to LDL]. My exercise psych prof is really into what he's teaching, and he's funny, so he wins prof of the month from me.

I've returned to running. This week should bring about thirteen miles, and my first five miler. The rec center here is fabulous, and I get to watch the track and field teams practice while I'm running. It's kind of encouraging and discouraging at the same time. As nice as the rec is, I'm really excited to get back to running outside. It was in the high forties the past few days, as a foretaste to Spring I guess. Unfortunately Wednesday's high is supposed to be eleven. Ugh.

I'm preparing to throw my first ever Pancake Day [February fifth] party. I'm pretty stoked about it. I'd love to be in Portland celebrating the fifth annual party, but throwing my own will be its own sort of dopalicous. I does mean that there will have to be some cleaning done around here. Manlantis was a different type of dirty than the Wilson House; I'd take the Manlantian mess over this any day. No one wants to eat pancakes in a pigsty. I have a killer playlist for the party, I've entitled it "pancake pop" and it includes some Katamari jams and other indietronica hits. You should be there, er, here, er, anywhere that serves pancakes. Or donuts. you have my love.