I owe this one to Joel. I wasn't going to gun today, but he was, so I did too. Thanks for keeping me on track Father-Brother! I started with a run. The wind was a beast, but it only made me stronger, and slower. I'm trying to stay in shape for my 10K on May 27th.
Once I finished my run I met Joel on his way out of the Club. I am looking forward to having a full Gun Club with the Driedge again soon, but I guess today wasn't the day. Soon, my Father-Brother, we will shred again! The Adamal was at a funeral. Our condolences, friend.
I soldiered on with solo-guns. Did the Spartacus routine. If I was a gladiator, which I'm not, I think I would pick a trident. You can defend thrust, stab, or throw it. But, the winners rarely have a trident do they. And what's with those nets that usually go with the tridents? I guess I would take a sword.
it was Friday, and I snuck in a gun-run. Here's to Joel for making me show up!
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