It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Friday, June 9
It was a disinterested workout this morning at the small town gym (STG)…The problem was my new post-workout powder came Thursday and it contains the same amount of branched-chain amino acids that the other stuff I was taking before workout (which is combined with the primo stuff) has, so we didn’t take the old stuff with the primo stuff, we only took the primo stuff and whoa Nelly, we could feel the difference.
We felt it because the old stuff also has stuff for mental focus and energy, which the primo stuff does not have; it goes directly to your muscles…This meant that while we had the strength for a regular workout, we didn’t really have a whole lot of interest in one…This was true the whole way, too, both while moving weight and in-between sets…And in-between sets matter because if you’re not focused you’re not getting your deep breathing in and you’re taking longer than the two or three minutes recommended between sets…So we’ll still take the old stuff with the primo stuff before heading in, and we’ll give the new stuff time to see if it is really making a difference.
We couldn’t really decide whether or not to bring our clothes in with us for our date with Sara at the Fancy French Joint (FFJ), because we also had plans to meet in the afternoon to buy her something appropriate for the FFJ…But we shrugged and said no, we’ll come home and change so we head in and we were just past Sparrow Regional Airport when we discovered we’d forgotten to put the falsies in…Crap…That won’t work itself out and while we can get away with not wearing the falsies into the hotel, it’s good for a vet to know their veterans service officer (VSO) has a full complement of teeth…It’s also good for your date to know that.
That settled it, too: we would bring the outfit for the FFJ into town, just in case it wouldn’t have worked itself out…We also showered and shaved the dome, which represents a change in policy…Shaving the dome; not showering as we continue to shower as needed…We’ve kept some hair on the dome the past few months, but Sara and I met on the dating app and my pics there are of the clean-shaven Sparrow (CSS) and if that constituted part of her interest, there’s no point in showing up with some unsightly stubble up top.
And showering and shaving the dome at The Shire was just what the doctor ordered…Before turning around, we were tired and yawning and lamenting the fact it would be another 25 hours or so before we got to bed…The shower and doming, tho, picked us right up and we had a great attitude on the drive in.
Unfortunately, she canceled…I was surprised, we had texted throughout the day and we got no inkling that this was coming…So instead of talking about fine dining with a pretty girl younger than the lower end of the Alejandra/Liz age range, we’re going to chat about my new debit card.
(It should be noted we did not try and scrounge up a replacement…Carolyn is generally booked out weeks in advance, Liz would’ve been fun but why bother, and Julie has more or less drunk herself out of the FFJ rotation, which is too bad, because we created one hell of a fine dining companion with her.)
My new debit card – not to be confused, of course, with my new American Express Platinium cart – actually came a while ago…I remember requesting it because it has the tap feature my old one lacks, and we found the envelope while cleaning out the new ride Thursday…The tap feature is fast, too, faster than the Platinum Card, actually, activating and paying when the card is an inch or so away from the terminal, making it more of a wave-and-pay system than a tap-and-pay one…This really isn’t the big morale boost you might think, because what if the card activates while we’re walking past some random terminal and we inadvertently end up paying for someone’s groceries or soda or something.
36.2485 MPG, the first decent MPG figure of the season…Like you, we were wondering how, or even if, the new all-weather tires would affect gas mileage and the jury is still out on that…36+ is certainly a good figure, but it’s a long summer and we’re hoping for the usual two or three 40+ readings before the cold comes again.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log:
1900 Thursday until 0200 Friday
1800 Friday until 2200 Friday
11.0 hours for the day and 44.0 hours for the week, both solid totals heading into Saturday’s finale.
I know all of you are noticing two things: one is the go-down time on Thursdays is getting later and later; we used to be in the sack by 1600 or so, but those days appear to be gone…The second thing is the 2200 get-up time tonite…This was by design…Usually, the alarm is set for 2130, but we really don’t need to get up that early, and rather than hit the snooze button, we decided, just for funsies, to sleep strait thru…The only problem is we have to hustle to get out the door to the hotel and this means we’re liable to forget something, but tonite it went off without a hitch…God bless all of you.
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The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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