Here’s one of those magic days you get, as an old guy, if you do this stuff a bit.
Up early, turned the heat on in the barn so it could warm up while i grab breakfast and the paper. Then some weight horror – especially core these days. Then, by heaven, off to the pond for a short row on one of the prettiest days of the year….on smooth water…a few trees starting to turn. A couple of ducks, working out. Not bad. It did take a couple of hours but, hey…I’m retired.
Oh… and then I was contacted by a very heavy architect in Atlanta who wanted to go for some ten minutes about how much he liked the book. Not a terrible start to the day. UP THE REVOLUTION!