It's just another manic Sunday.

( More condo grumbling, and new hope, and annoyance...  )

Also, thanks to the nor'easter for getting the gym so empty today! I had the place all to myself for a while, including while the radio was playing Stairway to Heaven and I was (very cautiously) nudging my leg presses into new territory... now that was a well-crafted minute or so. I got super tired shortly after that though... perhaps I'm hitting that limit where full-body workouts won't work for me anymore.

I just called my mom and it wasn't quite as much like talking to a wall as usual. I got her to stay on the phone for a few minutes after we'd run out of "official" topics of conversation. Progress...? Ehh, it's too dangerous to hope. At least she's happy.