My 1st Birthday Challenge

And he's Off...
Alright, so this is my first blog/er/ing thingy so if it looks as if a child wrote it, I did. I read about a book every two to three weeks so I have the vocabulary of a mid-twenties human, I just suck at putting it on paper. I also don't write about myself anywhere so that might be why I suck at blogging here, or anywhere for that matter. I was a loner as a child so I wrote stories in my head as I was burning ants or G.I. Joe's. This shall be my testament for my first "Birthday Challenge" which I will probably fail ultimately though it shall be a ride to remember nevertheless. Come along down my memory lane. To be. So around February '08 my good friend Elijah told me about his birthday challenge and to make one for myself. I was pumped up to here and read his blogs so I could get some ideas about what to do. Unfortunately, he decided to give us an early April fool's prank by trying to die from pneumonia. Because of that, he was not able to complete his "Neapolitan Challenge"; 1 gallon each of 2% strawberry, regular, and chocolate. I decided to have a run at this challenge like a bat outta hell.After many a month realizing that I'm probably NOT in the greatest shape, I decided to take off bouldering and swimming of the roster. Let's face it, when I go to the Shed, I never truly climb. I can hang like no other and I can fall like a Hollywood stuntman sittin' on six figures. Not really, but you get the idea. I think. I suck at campusing, and I never get up ANY of the routes Mustang or Shamu put up. My body weight is a liability to my own fingers and tendons so it's in my best interest not to put the Shed, Phil, Bob or Elijah in dismay. My acquaintance with the foregoing three(yes the Shed is its own entity and I believe it DOES have its own soul) is truly a blessing but I do hope we can move in to the "friends" stage. That would be delightful in the most heterosexual, manly way I could ever say/write it. Onto my challenges now.I'm blogging this late in the game due to my superb writing. See first paragraph. Also because I had to make so many changes to the actual challenges and training regimen. So here goes. On Friday July 11th, 2008 in 25 hours I shall attempt to: Run/jog/walk a marathon while drinking milk for the Neapolitan Triple Crown, spar with the Hitman for 5 five minute rounds with 1 minute rests in between each round and 25 hard boiled eggs. I have to keep all the milk and eggs down until the 25th hour but something might come up when I sparr. We'll see how it goes in the weeks to come.