This is going to hurt...
Tonight was my first week back at bowling since three weeks ago. No suicides on the subway, no signal malfunctions, nothing out of the ordinary... and I still didn't get there until 6:45, giving me enough time to change and get two practice frames in, which were useful in reminding me of the adjustment I'd made three weeks ago.
The first two games were excellent, but at some point (probably during the break) the lanes started to break down a bit, and so in the third game, none of us were getting any breaks. Ball right in the pocket, but no strike. And much of the time, what was left was difficult to spare - I had two or three splits (and almost spared a 6-7-10) , but none as bad as the ones Randy, Mario or Florante from the other team got - I saw a 7-9-10 and a 5-7-10 tonight, both of which are extremely rare. Argh. So I ended up with 177, 179, 125. My arm was starting to get a little sore towards the end of the night, but it's not too bad.
I need a shower now. I remembered my sweatpants and - more importantly - my glasses when I packed my backpack this morning, but forgot to throw in a t-shirt and so I was bowling in long sleeves. Ick.
Oh, and for the Harry Potter fans out there... J. K. Rowling outed Dumbledore tonight at her reading in NYC. Thanks to brotherflounder for the link. I jokingly suggested in my response to him that perhaps she was gunning for a Gaylactic Spectrum Award. :)
The first two games were excellent, but at some point (probably during the break) the lanes started to break down a bit, and so in the third game, none of us were getting any breaks. Ball right in the pocket, but no strike. And much of the time, what was left was difficult to spare - I had two or three splits (and almost spared a 6-7-10) , but none as bad as the ones Randy, Mario or Florante from the other team got - I saw a 7-9-10 and a 5-7-10 tonight, both of which are extremely rare. Argh. So I ended up with 177, 179, 125. My arm was starting to get a little sore towards the end of the night, but it's not too bad.
I need a shower now. I remembered my sweatpants and - more importantly - my glasses when I packed my backpack this morning, but forgot to throw in a t-shirt and so I was bowling in long sleeves. Ick.
Oh, and for the Harry Potter fans out there... J. K. Rowling outed Dumbledore tonight at her reading in NYC. Thanks to brotherflounder for the link. I jokingly suggested in my response to him that perhaps she was gunning for a Gaylactic Spectrum Award. :)