For those of you who are thinking I'm doing some sort of post to celebrate the day, I'm not. I hate the idea of this day and I'm glad it's raining like a son of a gun outside to keep protesters in and down.
I've been keeping to myself these days. My current mantra is "The gifts of exile are many." I'm not sure of the source of such a quote, but it might be me, I don't know. It does seem to fit rather nicely, though.
Evernote has made a comeback into my life. I'm pretty sure I'm never going to pay for this, but I'm trying to work with the unpaid version, just to see if it is workable. I'm trying to lighten my load on my back, get rid of some paper and make sure I can move forward as a paperless person.
I've managed to up my running game - this week I returned to running for 30 minutes on a treadmill. I haven't been able to do that for some time and I'm happy that I made that happen. It was kind of boring but at least I have that monkey off of my back.
The ASL experience/classes have continued. I've managed to work a class into my stupidly busy schedule and I'm taking the class on Thursday nights for the next ten weeks. I know it'll interfere with my playing rugby, but I also know it will help my retirement plans. Now I just need to get the people at work to get their stuff together and answer emails. It may happen, it may not.
So to summarize this week's training, it was lots of elliptical and treadmill work with one or two HIIT sessions. I've already put my current HIIT session here, so I'm not going to retype it now. I'm on the machines before 6:45 though. I'm with a coffee at work early these days. I can't say that my family is enjoying this, but at least I am finding making lemonade fairly easy with all the training I'm doing. These have been some two-a-days, but not many. But at least that possibility exists for me at this time.
Did I mention that the gifts of exile are many?
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