words, words, words

I just saw this and it made me smile.

In other news, I went by the gym today, to congratulate my instructor, Flávio Ferreira. (He has been winning everything lately, and just won the his black belt category at the Brasileiros.)

Turns out the cold I have is actually a virus, and a lot of people have it. Vale Tudo, one of the guys at the gym, was also sitting out and not training.  He told me that even his finger joints are sore. This jives with my symptoms, as it seems like all my joints ache, knees, back, even my feet. I know it isn’t dengue, even though it has been going around, because I’ve already had that. However, this is a crappy nagging illness.

This is the world’s longest lasting cold.  I am really sick of being sick.  Every morning I feel like crap.  So I’ve been reading.

I just finished reading, “The Sun Also Rises” by Ernest Hemingway (#45)… I forgot how nice it was to read an easy book. Hemingway is always a treat. This was a good exploration of the “Lost Generation” as well as a study of the mating habits of drunken expatriates. I read it a bunch of years ago, but it was good to re-read it.