Arm Cancer

There's a lump in my arm...it's either a tumor, or this gym thing is starting to work. I've been pretty dedicated about working out almost every day. Not always at the gym, but in general getting some good activity in 5 or 6 days a week. We went on a nice long hike last weekend, and probably will again this weekend, as long as I get some proper shoes this time around. I've been working out in what Francisco has decided to call my "dance shoes," but my feet slide a bit in them, which is fine for half an hour on the elliptical, but not good when I'm hiking for 4 hours. And I'm too scared to run in them, I keep remembering that guy who flirted with me while I worked my dead shifts at the coffeehaus in college, he'd been marathon training when one of his feet fell. Now he's got one foot with a normal arch, and one flat foot. Not exactly a problem that'll just go away. It must be hell to buy shoes that fit well, maybe he has a special pad in one.
I had a million things to say on here, but then I didn't have internet for 6 days, and now I've forgotten everything. I bet it was the most cleverest stuff I ever did think. Perhaps you need to pause a moment and contemplate your loss. If that doesn't help, I promise to get you a Kaffee Eis gelato if you ask. Now if you'll excuse me I have some apple muffins in the oven to deal with.
p.s. Happy birthday Taisuke.