ecPhelps: Reader Meet Author

100 Push-ups progress:

Week 3, Day 1
-sweet jebus, I must've done something wrong in either week 1 or week 2, because I am fucking dying here
Week 3, Day 2
-pathetic - I'm doomed to repeat this week
Week 3, Day 3
-wow, didn't exactly finish the week with a bang; I'll have to repeat as I couldn't do the required - shit
Week 3 (take 2), Day 1
-yeah, still a bitch
Week 3 (take 2), Day 2
-much easier - of course, I dropped from column 2 to column 1
Week 4, Day 1
-so I fucked up and missed day 3 last week - day one this week kinda sucks
Week 4, Day 1 (take 2)
-at this rate I'll be doing this shit through next spring - they aren't any easier and I still suck
Week 4, Day 2 (take 2)
-not fun, but not impossible
Week 4, Day 3 (take 2)
-I can definitely do more push-ups now than when I started
Week 5, Day 1
-ugly, but I managed to finish the set
Week 5, Day 2
-sneaky bastards added 3 sets - the last 25 almost killed me
Week 5, Day 3
-man, that's a lot of push-ups - missed last set by 8
Week 5, Day 1 (take 2)
-since I was out of town most of last week, I'm doing week 5 again before moving to week 6
Week 5, Day 2 (take 2)
-finished the set without much difficulty
Week 5, Day 2 (take 3)
-last set of 30 was tough - this coming week is going to suck
Week 6, Day 1
-25, 30, 20, 15, 40 - WTF?!? I'm hurtin' (and no, I didn't make it)
Week 6, Day 2
-literally collapsed in a heap during the final set - christ, I did 136 in less than 10 minutes - I'm never getting to 100 at one time
Week 6, Day 1 (take 2)
-starting over on the final week b/c I got sick and had to delay the final set - staring at the final set of 40 - good god
Week 6, Day 2 (take 2)
-missed the final set of 44 by 7 - not too shabby
Week 6, Day 2 (take 3)
-done - finally! still have the take the final "test"

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Reader Meet Author

I started off the year freshly separated from my wife of 6 or so years.
Then I got hit by a truck. How awesome is that?
This is the stuff NY Times best sellers are made of.

WYSIWYG wasn't WYSIWYG enough - so I'm writing here for now (and probably for good.) Maybe one day I'll get motivated enough to actually learn Komposer and do something at ecphelps.com, but Blogger is just too damn simple and meets my needs just fine for now.

I decided to move from my previous blog because it was kinda specific in title and, well, this one is easy to remember. With this new blog anything could happen. As my name might suggest, I could be related* to that homophobic preacher in Kansas (also see this - oh, brother Fred, will you ever learn?), the olympic athlete or even that guy from Mission Impossible. You just never know what direction I'm headed in, what homosexual's funeral I might picket (I'm holding out for Bea Arthur) or when I'll get hit by another truck (then Bea can picket my funeral.)

So welcome and thanks for stopping by. I'll make a sincere effort to make your time here enjoyable, but I can't guarantee it.

*For the record, I am not related to any of those people, especially that dick in Kansas. I am but a simple Phelps starting anew in Portland, OR.