Day 92

Happy Birthday to me!

I certainly don't feel 41 but not having been this age before I can't say that I would know how it felt anyway.

Birthdays don't mean much at all any more. No gifts from anyone, no real celebration, no respect from my son... at least my wife knows how to make me feel special. Nuff said.

I've found myself spending way too much time staring at my ebay auctions again and allowing my mood to be affected by inactivity. I can be so annoying to myself sometimes.

I went to the doc, but didn't learn anything new. He basically had one of his girls draw blood so he could run labs. Update soon.

I really need to focus on getting things we aren't taking with us out of the house. Too. Much. Crap.

It's not like I have 3 months to plan this. We're counting it in weeks now, but soon it will be in days.

Day 92: 5.2 miles in 90 minutes.

So I kept it slow. I'm under the weather. Nyah!