1) It is impossible for me to work while shoveling peanut butter slathered crackers into my gaping maw.
2) Most of you won't care about this, but I have finally, finally returned to the climbing wall to boulder. Most of my scrapes and bruises from my bike accident finally healed about a week ago—now the only evidence of former bodily injury is pink, new baby skin.
I am mostly surprised that after a month's long absence from the Wall, I haven't lost many of the hard earned skills I've developed over the past year. I figured they'd just all evaporate with that long of an absence, but no. I worked on three fairly hard problems today and eventually made it up all of them. The only thing that has evaporated, from what I can tell, is my endurance—before my accident, I pretty much always lasted for about an hour and a half, but today I only lasted about 45 minutes. Hopefully my staying power will return in due time.