Winter's Chill is in the Air
Good Morning, Friend. It's been a while since I last rambled on. Things are settling into a new routine. Mom is gone, Dad is slowly leaving, and I am as heavy as I have ever been. If stress kills, then I better get my things in order. I just returned from a wonderful weekend with the 'broken' family. Cheryl, and her mother, decided to visit Loras College on Parent's weekend and, to my surprise, asked me to meet them for the activities. I drove out early Saturday and we had an excellent weekend together. I must admit I still haven't a clue what really happened to my marriage and, to say the least, it is troubling. Yet, after almost five years, life moves on and we get older and more confused. It's happens to the best of us!:)
It was nice to be with both Patrick and Lauren. I worry a great deal about both of them. What are they going to do when the 'real world' is upon them? Lauren seems to worry most about where's the next social gathering as opposed to what can I do now to increase my chances for a good job next year. Patrick is really working hard at basketball but I see his interest diminishing because of he's back on the bottom rung of the ladder. He's playing JV for Loras and he's not starting, both tough things to accept. I am confident, though, if he just keeps at it he will succeed over time. My greatest fear is he will opt to quit and transfer to a bigger school for the social benefits.
With respect to the guy in the mirror, he's really fighting the 'battle of the bulge' and, right now, he's losing. It's amazing how nutrition, age and mental anguish can affect your waistline. I know I am getting back to regular running but it is not enough. I am seriously looking at a personal trainer option to help with some strength conditioning and add that to my regimine. After hitting 219 pounds I have reduced to 214 but it's a far cry from my goal of less than 190 pounds.
It's basketball season, my favorite time of year. It appears helping Glenbard West will be an option but not an overbearing commitment. Watching Patrick as often as possible will be difficult due to distance. Attending CCIW conference games will be enjoyable because I know many people at Elmhurst, Wheaton, and Illinois Weslyan.
I will attempt to play once again this year but with significant caution due to my weight. I don't need a wrenched lower back in my future. Hopefully, it will be a good hoops effort this year on all accounts.
It was nice to reconnect with my friend Doug, my fraternity pledge father, this past weekend in Dubuque. He looked well and seemed happy to see me as well. Doug will be a side-kick, I'm sure, at some of my son's basketball games this winter. I will also call him when I make my historical artifacts dig in George Henry's archives at Coe. I like Dubuque, it's a town of steep hills and nice views. It will be a challenge to find an overnight room of value, but I will enjoy the search.
Well, my friend the Blog, it's time to close another rambling by Ricky. This week I'm off to Florida for several days to get caught up with reality. Hopefully, my step-Dad will be OK and his attitude positive but it must be very hard for him considering his health and the loss of my Mother. I sense some issues concerning my future may becoming more clear during this personal visit to Stuart. I will faithfully Blog when I return, Out.
It was nice to be with both Patrick and Lauren. I worry a great deal about both of them. What are they going to do when the 'real world' is upon them? Lauren seems to worry most about where's the next social gathering as opposed to what can I do now to increase my chances for a good job next year. Patrick is really working hard at basketball but I see his interest diminishing because of he's back on the bottom rung of the ladder. He's playing JV for Loras and he's not starting, both tough things to accept. I am confident, though, if he just keeps at it he will succeed over time. My greatest fear is he will opt to quit and transfer to a bigger school for the social benefits.
With respect to the guy in the mirror, he's really fighting the 'battle of the bulge' and, right now, he's losing. It's amazing how nutrition, age and mental anguish can affect your waistline. I know I am getting back to regular running but it is not enough. I am seriously looking at a personal trainer option to help with some strength conditioning and add that to my regimine. After hitting 219 pounds I have reduced to 214 but it's a far cry from my goal of less than 190 pounds.
It's basketball season, my favorite time of year. It appears helping Glenbard West will be an option but not an overbearing commitment. Watching Patrick as often as possible will be difficult due to distance. Attending CCIW conference games will be enjoyable because I know many people at Elmhurst, Wheaton, and Illinois Weslyan.
I will attempt to play once again this year but with significant caution due to my weight. I don't need a wrenched lower back in my future. Hopefully, it will be a good hoops effort this year on all accounts.
It was nice to reconnect with my friend Doug, my fraternity pledge father, this past weekend in Dubuque. He looked well and seemed happy to see me as well. Doug will be a side-kick, I'm sure, at some of my son's basketball games this winter. I will also call him when I make my historical artifacts dig in George Henry's archives at Coe. I like Dubuque, it's a town of steep hills and nice views. It will be a challenge to find an overnight room of value, but I will enjoy the search.
Well, my friend the Blog, it's time to close another rambling by Ricky. This week I'm off to Florida for several days to get caught up with reality. Hopefully, my step-Dad will be OK and his attitude positive but it must be very hard for him considering his health and the loss of my Mother. I sense some issues concerning my future may becoming more clear during this personal visit to Stuart. I will faithfully Blog when I return, Out.
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