“He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying.”
Dear diary, TJ got me up to workout this morning. I’ve got to say, were it not for him, I definitely would have taken a break day. I probably need one, but I won’t get big with break days!
Hopefully, if we survive this pandemic, I will eventually make it as a professional bodybuilder. Of course, I will never get there if I don’t get rid of this stupid beer belly. I’ve almost been dry for a year; why won’t it leave?
Maybe this quarantine will get me closer to my goals. I am looking for the positive within the negative here and speaking of…
Lera stopped by today. She’s been watching all the Harry Potter movies over and over. She never really got into those when they were prevalent.
She’s considering moving to New Haven, Connecticut. She wants to get a B.A. in Art at Yale University. WHAT?! Why wouldn’t she do that online? That’s clear across the country!
It was nice to see her, though. Hopefully, she decides to do something else or go to college here. I worry about them while they live in town; how would I handle any of them being so far away?
Ugg, time to sleep.