Sweat

Gym at 5:15am today, elliptical for 20 minutes and I’m a sweaty ball of energy. Before me in the next row was a monolith of a man, 6’6" easy and pushing 300 lbs without sneezing.

His calves were as wide as my thigh.

No shit.

You could tell his body had taken some wear and he was quiet in his dealings as women said hello and he curtly replied trying quite obviously to bear down and put his best foot forward (literally).

To my right was a sexy woman my own age, my height with a slightly curvy figure, she was content with the steady pump of her i-pod in her ears. I would glance from time to time but sportcenter was on t.v. and this held my attention more than anything.

Yanks are tied with Tampa Bay and 4 games up on Boston which always makes me happy.

Tonight vs. Philly, hopefully Sabathia can keep his shit together and hold against Holladay and his boys for another win.

I don’t mind interleague play, it makes the season longer but at the same time I sometimes feel that unue injuries can result. I know they can happen irrelevant of who they’re playing but it seems to just up the probability.

Work today will consist of me working wholheartedly on this bid which needs revision, bothers the hell out of me they are so vague on what they want and how they label things. Your finish schedule room lists should match what’s on the plan, not have me hunting for reason to associate one room name with another.

Blah blah blah.

Nina and little Joe are sleeping above in cool a.c. comfort, outside it is muggy and I hope that today at work Casey will abide by the fact that this muggy weather is going to make me wholly uncomfortable.

Ok, enough of me for now.