Doing the Thorazine Shuffle:

(This post is not meant to be taken seriously, of course...)

Greetings, my friends! I have recently been committed to the state mental hospital for my own good, to prevent myself from sabotaging my own speedskating career.

It's so nice in here; the padding on the walls of my room make me feel like I never really left the Oval. Of course, some things about this place make it a challenge to keep up my training.

The straitjacket makes it kind of hard to swing my arms, and everything feels anaerobic with this duct tape over my mouth. They won't give me my blades for the moment, but I hope to get them back soon.

I should be a bit more snappy once this Thorazine wears off...