Duck

For the last two days I’ve been stuck in stopped traffic on Clairmont road, in a cluster of frustrated drivers coming into the intersection from three directions. The reason for the stall? Ducks. About six of them to be exact. Apparently, 7:40 is the proper time for ducks to cross the street, heading from one side of the creek to the other. And these ducks are fearless. Yesterday the homeless guys who hang out in front of the BP/Amoco station were shooing them along and trying to be helpful. I guess today they figured the ducks were on their own.

Gym Report

Tanya joined the gym yesterday, so the three of us were one big happy cardio family this morning. It’s pretty cool having her there. We went home and had coffee and got to spend morning time together. I liked it very much.

July was a decent month despite all the traveling. I probably missed a total of three days of exercise the whole time, which isn’t bad at all. The battery on our scale died and I’ve been too lazy to replace it so I have no idea if I’ve lost anything. But I’ve got one hell of a budding bicep. Michael looks great, better than he has in three years. I’m really proud of us for sticking with it and changing our lives to make physical activity a priority. We don’t even think about it now. And what’s more, we miss it when we can’t get there for some reason. That’s just weird to me.