Day Before The Sun Walk

Woke up at 7:30. Betty went out for her run at 8:00AM so that I could make it to the gym by 9:00. I was planning to post a blog entry about the Man in the Station Wagon (forthcoming), so I take the camera with me and head out. The wagon was in its usual spot at the community centre parking lot. I snap two shots, careful to hide the licence plate. The Man was probably out for a walk. It's a beautiful day, blossoms afire.

I purchase a fitness centre drop-in wristband from Julie at the front desk. I comment that she had on the same blue-on-black jacquard sweater as the last time I saw her. That must have been last Saturday, she says. I say no, you've probably been wearing that top every day. With a smile (I think she had a smile), she tosses the wristband to me. I miss and it lands on the floor.

I'm lifting weights now. I was intially intimidated by some of the equipment but I've got the hang of it. No barbells, just the machines for now, but I'm going to start a vigorous/rigorous dumbbell routine next week.

I upped the weight on the deltoid device today, from 100 to 112.5 lbs, and did two sets of eight reps. Because I can't grip the bar well with my left hand, my right side bore most of the weight, and as a result, I ended up twisting my back. A bit of pain even as I write this.

When I got home, camera still on my person, I took a picture of a squirrel in the backyard. Then I keyed in info for our seventh and last tax return. After lunch we drove to Richmond to look check out a neighbourhood on co-worker J.'s advice. For supper, I carbo-loaded on spaghetti; tomorrow's the Sun Run.