Brian’s fitness journal after a brain stroke
Welcome back to another thrilling episode of “What Did I Do Instead of Running?” Answer: I made waffles. I skipped a run for waffles.
My wife had to head into the office that morning, and my visiting friend… was not a waffle enthusiast. Which I respect. It takes a certain kind of person to look at a warm, golden, perfectly crisp waffle and say “no thanks.” Anyway, I skipped my run (you saw that coming), but I did knock out my other exercises first before firing up the griddle. So really, I’m still winning. Mostly.
After everyone was fed (waffle-resistant guests included), we played more games until my wife returned home. Then my friend and his wife headed off to visit yet another mutual friend who, conveniently, lives remarkably close to us. Our neighborhood is apparently very popular. I seized the quiet moment to start cooking supper. My wife was quite hungry by the time she got back and had to wait a bit longer for the food to be ready. She was patient. The food was worth it. I’m choosing to believe both things.
Tomorrow, our guests head home right after breakfast. I’d love to send them off with more waffles, but we’ve run out of maple syrup. Tragically. I’ll figure out something else, because two mornings of waffles is probably enough waffles for any friendship. Depending on when they get back tonight, we might squeeze in our traditional Monday online gaming session with another friend. Time will tell.
As for me, I’ll be a little sad to see them go. Our cat, however, will not be. She has been in full witness-protection mode since their arrival, appearing only occasionally to confirm that yes, she still lives here, and no, she does not approve of guests. She’d probably warm up to them eventually. Probably. But it turns out two days isn’t quite long enough for a cat to reconsider her introversion.
Until next time, may your maple syrup never run out at the worst possible moment.