A quick post as I sit in my hotel room on another business trip…
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, just like the road to getting in shape is paved with high hopes. I have had literally zero free time to exercise in the past few weeks. I have either been out of town for work; battling a minor cold courtesy of the children and their petri dish environments at school; relieving my wife so that she can get out for a run or have a little time to herself – even more important when she’s holding down the fort while I’m away for a night or two.
Typical of the mythical “spring” season in New England, the weather has been terrible. When it’s rainy and 40 degrees, my argument for snow has a leg to stand on. My Instagram feed is full of powder pictures from my favorite Vermont ski resorts, so while seeing that makes me want to stab my eyes out, at least there’s a chance I can still get some good spring skiing in to close out the season. Once I accomplish that, I’ll be content enough to move on to the mountain biking season.
The best I’ve been able to do for myself lately is some lunges in a hotel room, pre-bedtime wrestling matches with the kids, and carrying my 11 month old around (he’s in the 97% for weight). I haven’t been able to play racquetball due to my work schedule – which is frustrating since I was really getting into a groove with that. I hope to be able to fit in some games over the next few weeks.
Of course not everything is negative – far from it in fact. I love my job, and I don’t mind traveling for work. Also, my kids’ lacrosse season is starting soon, and I’m really looking forward to being a volunteer coach. Finally, as of March 23rd, I am officially an uncle! Being an only child, I have embraced the fact that close friends of mine can be surrogate aunts and uncles to my kids. I can be the same for their kids, but at 33 I am finally a real uncle. My sister and brother-in-law had a beautiful girl last week, and I can’t wait to meet her in June when they visit from San Diego!