I'm taking most of this week off from work--trying to burn some personal time before the end of the year. Cool thing about my schedule is that I'm only taking two days off from work, but it gives me almost a whole week off; I don't have to go back until Friday night.

Today I slept until I woke up (which was only about 9am, but that's still nicely late), then called down to Training and checked to make sure it was okay for me to come down and do some shooting. They told me it was fine so I donned BDUs, boots, and duty belt and headed to the range. I'd originally figured that I would just work on my own, shooting plates or running through the POST course a couple of times, but one of the Sergeants out there came out with me and ran me through a series of really cool combat-shooting drills. He's also the #2 guy on the SWAT team, so that was especially cool. Most of the drills were accuracy/speed drills, and I did pretty well, though I certainly have plenty of room for improvement. But the Sarge told me that the drills he ran me through were the same ones that the SWAT team use. Also gave me a nice ego boost when he told me that I was shooting as well as or better than a lot of the guys on the team. (Shooting has always been something I've been pretty good at. I took the top shooter award in my academy.) My fingers are sore now from loading and reloading magazines so many times. One of the coolest things about this job is all the free ammunition!

Met Kelly at the gym for 1pm, and had a Good 'n Heavy chest workout. We're up to 40lbs on either side of the olympic bar (okay, it's only for one set and only a couple of reps, but we're making progress!) We really want the 45lb plates on there. That would just be too cool.

After my workout, as I was getting ready to leave, I told Kelly that I had the week free, and if she wanted maybe we could squeeze in another workout together this week. "Sounds great," she replied, then to my dismay she added, "And afterwards you can bring your rollerblades over to my house and we'll blade in my neighborhood. I have good streets for it."

She was just being evil. I know it. She knows I suck shit at rollerblading. So I reminded her of it. "Kelly, I suck shit at rollerblading."

"Just wear your pads!"

Evil. Just plain evil.

Pray for me.