An everyday blogger needs to stay sharp to what’s happening around them.
If they don’t pay attention, they won’t be able to write a blog post.
I’ve been cooking one up this morning, but I changed my routine.
Instead of getting up, making tea, and sitting down to compose, I went to the gym.
It was good.
Since my everyday for the past three weeks has been spent in England, I want to tell someone, “I just flew in from London and my arms are soooo tired.”
That’s only going to work a few more days, then I’ll have been back too long.
But I did go to the gym and now my arms are soooo tired.
Why not go to my local tap house?
I’ve turned into an infrequent visitor once I tuned into the vibe of lonely men day drinking their lives away.
An everyday blogger doesn’t need a group to commiserate with if that’s the whole point.
Day drinking is fine, but not when it’s around older guys who look like Big Chief’s dad he described in One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest:
“He started out drinking from a bottle, then the bottle drank all the life out of him.”
I spent three weeks of anonymity in England and now I don’t have a place where anyone knows my name?
The gym people know my name, but not today. No one familiar was there, so I got a quick workout in, topped off by pushing two sixty pound dumbbells on an incline bench.
On the way out I stopped and put up shots on the basketball court.
I’ve been anxiously waiting to shoot around since I figured out where my basketball career took a turn.
As a kid I was a little taller than average. One PE coach who was a little shorter than average gave me some basketball advice while I was at a vulnerable, trusting, age.
“Lift the ball as high as you can and shoot from there.”
So I changed my natural shot and went from okay to awful, then quit basketball after my freshman year and joined the wrestling team.
What I’ve noticed over the years is my natural shooting motion in the same as NBA guys.
So convinced am I that I’m a good shot, I put up fifty in the key.
The first ten hit the front of the rim so I changed my aim for the back.
After I added some leg, the shots started falling. I was right about being a good shot.