What a day. Hear this, Marika finally went with me to the gym. She worked out with me. Yes, I am as shocked as you. I was not sure this day would ever come. I have been trying to get her in the gym for the last forever, it seems. Today is that day.
My trainer took her in on a guest client thing. So she got a full session. Also, trainer decided to destroy us today. Asshole. Not sure what he was thinking, or if he was. I have been working with him for a couple months and can take whatever. Marika just restarted her workouts and has not been training at all for quite sometime. So she gamely tried to keep up. And did really well till the last two sets, floor kettlebell press alternating with push ups. It was miserable. Hard as hell for me. She made it more than halfway and quit. Push ups are murder. And I can forgive her since it’s her first day. But no more of that next time.
We limped out. Actually, I’m sore and fine. She limped. We went across the street for coffee. Even bought trainer Justin an almond milk latte. Everyone knows there are no boobs on an almond tree. And they taste like crap. And what the hell is with a trainer and former MMA fighter consuming almond milk? Weirdo.
Justin did say thank you.
Went back home. Cleaned up. Grabbed the convertible, and hit the road. First stop, Honda dealer to pick up the new cargo net for Emily’s car. Then off. To the bank to deposit a check and take back some cash for me. Then, off to work. Save fun for last!
Work. Nothing new. And boring. Love it!!
No I don’t. Nothing new happened. Worked. Prepared a tax court filing. Don’t do those very often. The rest was the usual crap. Way fun.
Left at 6pm. Thank god. Day over. Had a nice ride home. Traffic very light so I went fast. Got all the way to Auburn and hit traffic just off 80 on 49. Slow way down. No fun.
I did get home albeit slowly. Girls were gone. Marika has picked up dinner and Boudin. Soup and salad. Nice.
After dinner I installed the new cargo net. Amazingly difficult. Amazingly. To me at least.
Going to bed early. Because Emily is. And I do what she does. Bedtime.