I’m a thousand miles from nowhere…

Haven’t seen the sun in two damn days but that didn’t stop me.

With my head in the clouds and the rain on my back...

With my head in the clouds and the rain on my back…

...Saturday's objective was achieved.

…Saturday’s objective was achieved.

The city below me.

The city below me.

No rain today at least which made the river walk quite pleasant.

The obligatory shot of the oddly familiar bridge.

The obligatory shot of the oddly familiar bridge.

I actually went the opposite direction this morning. Crossed the Han at the Banpo bridge and walked to this one.

I actually went the opposite direction this morning. Crossed the Han at the Banpo bridge and walked to this one.

Looking back on where I've been. Doing that a lot of late it seems.

Looking back on where I’ve been. Doing that a lot of late it seems.

Walked back through Seoul Forest and exited through "the 6th Gate". Good to know.

Walked back through Seoul Forest and exited through “the 6th Gate”. Good to know.

I did manage to avoid getting into any "real shit" this weekend...

I did manage to avoid getting into any “real shit” this weekend…

Played singles league dart matches Friday night (won 9-7) and last night (winning 10-6). Another match on tap for this afternoon.

After darts last night I walked on over to Grand Ole Opry for my country music fix.  Got home in fair condition, although I was technically floored.  By choice though, so I don’t think you can hold that one against me.

Today’s weigh in has me at 214.2, down 1.3 pounds from last week and an even 55 pounds lost overall.  Well, 55 isn’t an even number, but you know what I mean.

Lost the belly (mostly) and the wife. Only sad about the one though.

Lost the belly (mostly) and the wife. Only sad about the one though.

Speaking of the belly, a friend was telling my about mesotherapy.  Apparently, you get these injections into the fatty parts of your body and it supposedly breaks down the fat cells like magic.  My friend swears by it.  I was thinking that may be the answer for me, but the more I read about it and some of the side effects I’m like “meh, I’ll just keep doing it the old fashioned way.”  We’ll see.

I’m a thousand miles from nowhere
Time don’t matter to me
‘Cause I’m a thousand miles from nowhere
And there’s no place I want to be

I got heartaches in my pocket
I got echoes in my head
And all that I keep hearing
Are the cruel, cruel things that you said

2 thoughts on “I’m a thousand miles from nowhere…

  1. in that last photo, your lady looks sexy and you my friend seem smitten. I couldn’t help but notice the ansel adams picture on the wall. are you a big fan of his work? peace out.

  2. Yeah, there was a time she loved me.

    Always been a fan of Adams’ work. I’ve got a couple of framed prints. Well, until the garage sale I’ll have them.

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