Outside of that, things are going well. My workload is lightening up, maybe a little too light. You know you need work when you start to ponder the best way to remove the dust that forms on the side of your keyboard keys.

I managed to keep active at the gym and it’s starting to show benefits. The bread dough stomach has the faintest hint of definition, something I haven’t seen since crew team in college. The arms are getting those deep creases in between the muscles and the bone that makes even me hot for me. I feel like a champion prizefighter. I know I still have a load of work but I can at least go down to the beach this summer without those bastards from Greenpeace trying to roll me back into the ocean.

More soon. Honest Injun.