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Experts informed us that a glass of wine can reduce the perceived pain inflicted by our personal trainers.
This morning we tested the theory… but accidentally substituted “glass” with “bottle.”
Result: the workout was completely painless. In fact, we don’t even remember being at the gym.
The drive to the gym, however, became a full-contact sporting event. I discovered new skills like flashing my lights, driving on the sidewalk, laying on the horn, and aggressively greeting all the neighbors walking their dogs. They were clearly impressed— I could see them in the rearview mirror enthusiastically waving the middle finger and pointing in the direction we will “definitely” not go.
Good news: we sobered up on the drive home.
Bad news: then we could feel the workout again.
Catch me if you can!!
When we got home, we had 4.5 seconds to change clothes and head to Seal Beach for lunch with Robin and her retiring boss. We went to CPK (California Pizza Kitchen) where the food is upscale and quite excellent.
After lunch, we headed home, arriving just as the cleaning staff was exiting. Mary took a short nap, and I worked in the large garden bed, planning to de-weed it over the next two days and rototill it (it’s too large to do by hand anymore).
We got ready for dinner and the theater. We are off to see “God of Carnage” at South Coast Repertory Theater (adjacent to Seagerstrom).
Summary: A playground fight between 11-year-old boys brings four parents together to resolve their sons’ conflict. At first, diplomacy rules. As demands are revealed, the living room peace summit spirals into a riotous free-for-all of opposing parenting styles, conflicting personalities and marital tensions.
