I have a lowkey but strong desire to see how long I could hang on a bar at one of the nostr:nprofile1qythwumn8ghj7mn0wd68ytnsv9ex2ar09e6x7amwqyvhwumn8ghj7mn0wd68ycmgv43kktndv5hhyetvv9usqgzn9kpsmllqnsf7wh5tz3wgy4cclsftqqplv8tpayrhwgw8llunevk4p6dz booths amid bitcoin conferences lately.
It's such a great marketing thing. I'm literally riding my bike around a beautiful neighborhood today like, "I wonder how long I could hang if I really wanted to, though."
Back in my martial arts days, we did pull-up contests. I touched 21 (ironically) at my absolute retarded peak where all I did was optimize for that like an absolute psycho, but couldn't do so today. Not even close.
Never was I measured to just hang, tho. I feel like I could hang for a while and ignore the pain, which is why I'm like, "I want to go to one of these events, seems fun."
I've been so busy at home that I keep turning down events and writing weird stuff, but in the meantime I'm mentally I'm like, "how long could I hang, tho."
