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Almost ordered pizza; Truckload of High School girls.

Sunday, August 7, 2005 by  
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Today is pecs/delts/triceps day and I can’t wait! I’m in an especially good mood this morning, and feeling strong.

Last night I didn’t feel like cooking, and I almost ordered pizza. I even pulled up the Papa John’s web site! I sat there looking at the web site and thought about my goals and how bloated I’d feel this morning if I had pizza. I walked away from the computer, fired up the grill and prepared my chicken and broccoli. This morning I woke up feeling lean and was instantly glad I made the right choice last night.

Something kind of cool happened to me yesterday on the way home from the datacenter. I was in my S2000 (top dropped, of course) and feeling good: sun was out, upgrades done, music going. So I’m sitting at a traffic light just minding my own business, when an attractive girl in a black SUV sitting in the lane next to me leaned out of the back seat and said, “Excuse me!” I turned down the music and nodded, but she just giggled and quickly disappeared back into the safety of the car. I shrugged and turned the music back up. The SUV had 6 or 7 girls in it, and the girls looked very young – probably High School. A second later, the same girl leaned out and performed the exact same routine: Excuse me, giggle, disappear. Right after she disappeared another girl, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, leaned out and shouted, “Do you like girls or guys?” Heh, I held up my left index finger and wiggled my wedding ring with my thumb. She laughed and said, “You are soooooo CUTE!” Then she asked, “Do you have any kids?” I shouted back, “No”, I don’t.” “Well,” she replied, “do you want any?” I just laughed and shook my head. She said again, “Soooooo CUTE!” I turned the music back up while she and her friends went back to giggling. Little events like that are always nice, and a heck of a confidence booster. I’m sure those girls have forgotten all about me, but they made my day. Look, I’m almost 37 years old. When a truckload of girls young enough to be my daughters flirt with me, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel pretty damn good.

I’m off to eat, work in the yard and train. Have a great Sunday!

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