This morning finds me at the laundromat at 5:00am. Why so early? I was awake, so why not?
After relaxing in the yard yesterday morning I had a little “I hope that’s not a tick on my face” moment. The human body is poorly designed for debugging (literally and figuratively) since so many places are hard to see. All attempts to use a mirror to look were also futile. After much mirror gazing and frustration I determined that it wasn’t one.
Around 11:30 I drove over to Bonnie’s and we decided to do a BeltLine walk for lunch. We walked up to Inman Park, where after waiting in line (!) we ate at Victory Sandwich; I always forget how easy it is to spend a lot of money there.
After lunch we decided the early start of the hash combined with Sunday’s drama had left us unmotivated to hash, so the plan turned into a pub crawl back to Bonnie’s house. Along the way we discovered how many places are closed on Monday, don’t open until Monday afternoon, or had closed for the 4th of July week. Undaunted, we stopped in a very crowded Krog Street Market at Hop City, had a beer at Manny’s, and then one at The T before calling it a day. I rather enjoyed our impromptu pub crawl, and did about six miles of walking in the process.
Today I need to do some new employee training for the new company, a little watering of plants in WLF, and then my night is open. We’ll see where the wind blows me today.
Hope you had a good Monday. Hope you are happy and healthy.
Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 182.2 pounds (+2.6 from last week’s weigh-in); oops.