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For the next 31 weekdays, my days start with a 6:30 AM walk past the lead door into the radiation room. For the record, my day would be off to a better start with a shot of espresso instead of being shot with radiation.
Weather and Politics I think of something every day I would like to post, but life and work seem to get in the way of sitting down and writing. I originally thought I would avoid writing about the weather or politics. Generally boring subjects, but this year the weather is so consistently hot and dry, maybe it is worth mentioning. And Texas politics; the governor’s race is going to be the most interesting in recent memory, maybe ever. I will probably not be able to resist writing some opinions and would welcome anyone else’s. While my political views are probably slightly to the left of most who might read Pull Tight, I suspect we largely share the same thoughts on politicians.
Yesterday was Lauren’s 18th birthday. We took her and the boyfriend to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner. Her boyfriend, an aspiring actor played the part Jack Nicholson played in the movie of the theatrical production of A Few Good Men. He is actually pretty good. Bought a new Civic last week Nancy is driving to Dallas almost every day and we needed another car so the kids wouldn’t be stranded. Lauren will probably take it to college next year (if she maintains her grades).
Work out number 500 I was already a Medicare recipient for my first Camp Gladiator workout. Attended a presentation and thought why not give it a try. My only exercise for the past few years was the occasional bike ride. Got out of bed with joints popping and an aching back each morning. I was also considering surgery for a chronically swollen and enlarged joint in one of my feet. Although everyone at Camp Gladiator was always very supportive, I suspect many thought, “What is this old guy doing here, he will be gone soon.” Made it through the first workout without throwing up or passing out (a co-camper generously reminded me she was a nurse well versed in CPR). Struggled to finish sets with 8 lb. dumbbells and mostly walked warm-up laps. Didn’t think my joints would hold up to this kind of work out even if the rest of me did. Fast forward about 3 ½ years. I now struggle with 20 lb. dumbbells and can do most of the running. I have ...
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