Trying to relay stories as they happened in the past several days – but the days are going faster than my memory is…. getting older really does suck~! Please note: I did NOT saying getting old…… because I’m not getting old….. just because you get older, does not mean you have to get old…… it’s just a lot tougher to not get old. I continue to push myself, to do things I know that I once did with ease and almost without effort. It’s a little bit depressing, at least for me, to do those things I once did effortlessly and now struggle to get through it… to have to stop and gasp for air and let aching muscles rest a bit before continuing. Did I take care of myself to be in better shape ? Nope — Am I changing things to be in better shape…. reluctantly….yes, a little bit, but I’m not very good at it – because I’m at the point where my logic is, I have had a good long vibrant life and earned every inch of where I am now – I should be able to truly enjoy my ‘golden’ years, to do and eat what I want…… but – I also want to hang out a little while longer – so I am making efforts to lose a little weight and eat a little better. Will I quit smoking or drinking ? Realistically…no – but I am a huge believer in quality of life…. not quantity of life….. so I’ll muddle on. Dammit Emmit….. I did it again…. 90° off topic……..
After I finally got fished out of the water from the Triathlon…. I stowed my gear in the truck and set off to find my Bride. I found her manning a gate entrance. I could see from the look on her face she had, had about all she cared for, as the same as me…. She handed off her position and we both limped back to the truck and headed back to our nice cool, quiet condo. We both showered, took some aspirin and spent the rest of the day on the couch, moving as little as possible – both, totally spent from our morning. (Reminder that the day started out at 03:45 for me and her shortly afterward)
The next morning — we both crawled out of bed, not much worse for wear – other than tired (sore, tired muscles made for a less than stellar nights sleep). We were both waking up when I got a ping from one of the guys on the island that has been keeping me busy with heavy lifting chores. It doesn’t pay much – but it gets me out and helps him out a bunch. He was asking if I could help for a couple of hours with some more heavy lifting. My Bride was okay with it – so I told him sure, I just needed a little extra time to wake up and get going. I met him at the job site at 09:00 and spent the next 2.5 hours moving more of the 96 lb. bags of Terrazzo mix. Green and blue…… I was about worn out [again] and quite colorful when I finished.
Dammit – at my limit again already… so stopping here for tonight.
Good Night Ya’ll —– Thankx for stopping in~!
Damn Jar heads…. can’t take ’em no where nice~!
Cynthia and my Queen…
Sunrise on the boardwalk~
Waiting for the boat…