I went to the indoor range recently – I’ll always be a military man to my core. I enjoy shooting and always intend to maintain my shooting skills, but noticed ever since my shoulder surgery, I’ve got some instability in my right arm, resulting in a shake I didn’t have before. So to remedy that, I hit the gym and address the muscle groups that will reestablish a solid shooting arm. Today, I hammered my arms to the point where, after getting home, I had all I could do to raise a cup of coffee to my face – I had to lean into it, like I had those little Tyrannosaurus arms – the little ones that serve no other purpose than to point at stuff and maybe, if you lean down far enough, scratch your chin. I have no idea why you people choose to hang out with me. I’m a doofus.