Today I climbed Flagpole Mountain with my friend Paul. That is a difficult climb. It is one of those climbs where your heart beats so hard it feels like it might pull loose. But I have succeeded in keeping myself away from peanut butter sandwiches or candy. I was looking at the profile in the bathroom this morning. I remember not such a long time ago I didn't have this huge bulging stomach. Time to get there again. I did not do the squats or pushups last night or this morning. They have to get added in.
I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...