I feel I need to explain myself. I’m about to be a little undependable in blogging and not very good at responding to comments due to the fact I plan on scheduling posts.
I’ve done something rash while NOT under the influence of drugs or alcohol. It’s worse than that.
I’ve done something while suffering from delusions of grandeur.
I signed up for a triathlon training course. I’m not even planning on a triathlon. When I signed up, the lady looked at me and asked: “Milestone birthday?”
It starts in one month and I refuse to be an embarrassment to myself. Yesterday I did a cycling class (it wasn’t Spinning because Spinning is trademarked and this class isn’t and I would never go to an untrademarked class).
Then I came home, got the kids to school and ran 2 miles.
Then I sat down and got up at 3pm when I had to get the kids.
Today I hurt in the way you hurt when you get back on a bike in a serious way. I don’t want any more children anyway so I figure the lasting effects won’t be that big a problem.
I wonder if I would make less impulsive decisions if I drank.
Has winter made anyone else make unexplainable decisions?