Even without much muscle glycogen present, Tuesday and Wednesday see very good and very heavy workouts after work. And on Tuesday I continue on to mow the lawn, fertilize the lawn, and start soaking the fertilizer in with a good heavy watering.
On Thursday I start my four day weekend by moving everything out of the garage and washing down the garage floor. By 8 am I am finished with this effort and need to let the garage floor dry before I put everything back. I wait a bit before heading out on the road bicycle for the loop ride. It's a good ride and, as expected, very little other traffic from cyclists, skaters, or runners. After a shower I head for the ATM, get the car washed, pick up lunch, and start putting thing sback into the garage. Late in the afternoon when the garage is back together and tider and the roses are watered, I work the abdominals and lower back and get out walking for about 40 minutes. And then have a quiet evening with practice for the Australian Grand Prix.
I get out for the loop ride again on Friday morning - this time a bit earlier when the fog is still around. After the ride I do little things around the house until I see the acupuncturist and then just hang out some more. late in the day Person T_U invites me to see the Long beach IceDogs play ice hockey, so we go and watch the IceDogs lose to the Bakesfield Condors, 4-2 (with an empty net goal). There are a few pictures to see from the event pictures on the Internet and watch the first part of qualifying from the Australian Grand Prix. It's not until midnight that I go to sleep.
On Saturday I finish watching the qualifying for the Australian Grand Prix before I do the laundry and go for a ride up the Los Angeles river. Today I run into many riders who are participating in the I crank along nicely with muscle glycogen fueling the lively ride. I'm supposed to go see an exhibit of Person T*'s, but I don't have the address. Phone calls to her home and mobile phone just get voice mail and so I leave messages asking for the address of the place. Eventually I go dig a deep hole of a task at home that I cannot easily dig myself out of, so by the time that Person T* does call, well, it isn't going to happen. I watch the Australian Grand Prix live and enjoy the start of a new season with drivers on new teams and new, fast rookies.
On Sunday I get up and go for a 45 minute run/walk to get the day started. At 7:40 am I am babysitting people who have come over but only for 15 minutes. It is a very drab and dreary day and my mood is reflected by it. I visit Mom to give her a letter of recommendation for a scholarship for her oldest child (um...young man), but just do little work around the house. I feel depression coming on, so in the afternoon I go for a walk, but this only temporarily staves off the blues. I feel like I want to lay die and cry, but I stay upright and save the tears (if needed) for later in the evening.
Monday and Tuesday are blah days as I feel myself sinking into boredom and depression. I work through issues at work and get in light workouts at home, but I feel the sinking. And I can't quite find the tears that will wash away these feelings.
The boredom and depression continues. I go to work unshaven and with hair wildly askew with a great "heroin hangover" look going. Many people ask me what is going on, but I just can't explain.
On Friday I'm on the motorcycle riding up to Santa Clarita to witness a test. i get to the site on time and other people get there ontime and late. But when we examine the facilities it is very dirty and needs a lot of cleaning before we put hardware headed for space in the test chamber. Most of the day is spent cleaning the facility and setting up until we finally run the two acoustic tests near 3 pm and 4 pm. After the data looks promising I hop on the motorcycle to head for home - getting caught in some heavy traffic until I take a number of detours until I find an open freeway that allows me to ride on home above 85 mph on a Friday afternoon! I good session with the weights helps relieve the stress of the day and then I update personal finances and Social Technology Solutions paperwork.
On Friday night I sleep well because it has been a long week, I've had some decent lifting sessions, and I've been thrown around on the motorcycle during the long ride to and from Santa Clarita. But I wake up bfore 5 am and cannot fall back asleep. Thus I get up and follow live qualifying from the Spanish MotoGP via the Internet. At 7 am I am out the door for the loop bicycle ride. I feel good today and strong and I crank along quite nicely. Except for one incident where a big lady has started to run towards me from ahead, talking on the phone, and not looking where she's going. I have to take evasive action and ride over the grass. I turn to her and don't yell, "Look out!", as I pass. Instead, what comes out is, "Look Out!...Bimbo!"
After Saturday morning errands I start to drag. So I get down for a nap right near 1 pm. And, of course, all of the phone calls come in while I am napping (and the phone is on silent mode). So I make quick return calls to Ruby, Person C_T, and Person T_U to confirm tonight's fun activities.
After 6 pm Person C_T and Person L_M come and visit. We call Person T_U to confirm the night's plans and wait for Ruby to join us. And we head up to West Hollywood to a club. Though the evening starts slow, eventually the place is very very crowded and a I run into a number of acquaintances who I had not seen since November or December. Near 1 am our pace slows and by 1:20 am we are leaving for home while Person T_U stays. Ruby drives on home afterwards while Person C_T and Person L_M stay overnight.
On Sunday I'm up a bit after 7 am to go for the aquarium bicycle ride while Person C_T and Person L_M continue to sleep. Later we go out for Mexican breakfast or brunch and I get ready for the Spanish MotoGP and 250cc motorcycle races. I almost have to look away because the two races are very intense and exciting, but I DO watch. I am happy with the MotoGP results and not the 250cc results. Late in the afternoon I get in a reasonable session with the weights before taking out the trash and getting ready to start another (short) work week.
On Monday I have a productive day at Northrop Grumman. I rush on home to work the abdominals and lower back before going out walking. I stop at the grocery store and buy chocolate fudge cake and declare to start eat healthy in the morning. Eating better will help the recent spate of boredom and depression.