Hey everybody... Took a day off on Wednesday because I was smoked from a day on the docks.
Doing the work thing out here in 94 degree heat is a difficult task. Usually I am more of a supervisory role, but I actually got to go back to my Jacksonville roots and do some hands on foreman work. I was flagging forklifts, yakking on the radio, and basically just playing with real size tonka truck stuff.
I'm telling you this... if a kid loves playing with those toy construction sets, then this the gig for them.
P.S. go union. I have no real political argument to make right now, but those guys are definitely raking it in. Us management types might not have to get a fork lift driver license, but I am also not on double-triple "rape my operating budget" time.
After all that time in the sun, I just killed about 4 liters of water (132 oz for the english) and hit the couch for a little cool down period... which led to a long summers nap.
I felt pretty good about it because I needed some rest, I got a lot of good time on my feet and I stayed under my points for the day.
I'll be back at it today... I am debating between a jog or a swim/bike brick.
I'm super motivated because I am closing in on the second notch getting tightened on my belt. I may only have lost 6 lbs, but it is starting to be a noticeable difference. 215 here I come. I may even fit back into a shirt I haven't worn in years, but always kept as the goal... c'mon. Everybody does it.
So holla if ya hear me Mr. Bulger, and in honor of your unauthorized bio-pic....
Frank - "Who let this IRA f*ck in my bar?"
patron - "uhhhh..."
Frank - "Im just kidding. hows your mother?"
patron - "Not good. She's on her way out."
Frank - "We all are. Act accordingly."