Absence

The nice thing about being out in the middle of nowhere without civilization creeping up on you is that you have time to focus and reflect. Lately, I have been consumed with banal crap that eats up all my time. Unfortunately, in these pre-apocalyptic times, jobs, rent, and social obligation all infringe on valuable time that could be used for preparing for the apocalypse.

These everyday complications are in addition to the worsening of my shoulder injury. My range of motion has decreased considerably and my ability to sleep has been compromised by the reoccuring pain. Because of these worsening symptoms, I have elected to get surgery to repair the damage that has been done. Needless to say, this was a difficult decision to make, what with my distrust of doctors and fear of incapacitation. As I posted previously though, I still believe it is better to fix this injury now rather than have to deal with it during the apocalypse.

After several conversations with my doctor, I am fairly certain that he is legit. Even so, I will be accompanied by one of my friends who I trust in case the nation succumbs to a zombie threat. Hopefully, this temporary inconvenience will allow me to once again resume training against the zombie threat.