Gym Check Wednesday…. PSYCH!
Wednesdays are my scheduled Days Off from the gym, seeing as they are hallowed holy days on which Ben pays tribute to the Bar. (That would be, Belgian Ale Mecca of San Diego, the regular Wednesday Bar, O’Brien’s.)
So even if I weren’t still swimming in my own sinuses, I would still have stayed home. Though in my case I finished up some of the work I had left unfinished when I left the office early, and otherwise rested up and went to bed early.
Back to the grind tonight, methinks. I don’t see how a half hour of moderate cardio should interfere whatsoever with what’s going on in my sinuses, seeing as how I’m not really sick, just severely irritated and suffering the dry air.
In other news… after dropping Sami off at day care this morning, I nabbed a cup of coffee in the lobby. At the same time, a dad was punching himself in using the computer login system they have, and he was holding his younger son while the elder one was bouncing off the walls (wish I had that kind of energy at 8 AM.) The younger boy looked straight at me and said, “NO MUFFINS!?”
It was true, there were no muffins out with the coffee. I shared his outrage. I love kids.