The time off

So I really needed a break from the gym. I was getting clumsy and uncoordinated and I'm not sure my brain knew what to do with my body.

I'm told this isn't terribly uncommon.

Well I had the last week in August off (everyone did, we closed), so I decided that was the week to do it. If I didn't have to get up for work, I wasn't going to get up for the gym either. I have a habit of showing up when they open, and if I don't have work I want to sleep.

And sleep I did. I slept so much.

But I got back to it last week, and last week was a stretch. My warmups felt like my workouts, and I had to drop the numbers a little. By the end of the week I was back to where I left off, but it was a little disconcerting how quickly I dropped off.

Fair bag - part deux

Took the wife this time. Didn't forget anything. Did I call it or what?

Fair bag

Things I remembered to bring to the Fair this year:

• The kids
• Snacks

Things I forgot:

• Sunblock
• Anything that can stop a nosebleed.

Next time, I'm bringing my wife. She never forgets that stuff. (She was stuck at work)

Eighteen years

It's been eighteen years since my wife and I got married and that number is startling. My marriage is old enough to be considered an adult. 👀

Wake times

My kids don't sleep in. This has been true from the beginning, they never slept past a certain hour. What the wife and I decided was that if they were going to wake up at an early hour, they were going to bed at one too. 

To this day, my fifteen year old will call it a day between 7-8 and just go to bed most nights, on his own.

But they still get up early. They're all old enough that they make their own breakfast, but it's not uncommon for me to find evidence of a morning meal in the kitchen with one or more kids either quietly watching some silly show, or wrapped up on the couch having fallen back asleep. It's quite the phenomena.

Convenient bug

Got sick on Friday. Cancelled my Friday plans. Cancelled my Saturday plans. Grogged my way through my Sunday plans.

Felt perfectly fine by Sunday at 4:30 pm. Here's an accurate representation of how I feel about my body right now:

Suddenly scheduled

Every time I looked at my schedule today, I found something else on it. My sons keep remembering things that they haven't told us about. Once isn't a bother, but all of them starts to stack up. I can't get too annoyed, either, I tend to do that too.

It just means I'm not gonna look at the schedule again until I get home.