Yes, it's been three weeks since I've posted anything. Mostly, I've been busy and secondly, I haven't had a lot to say.
I ended my hope of a one and only stop on the "Steve's farewell volleyball tour." Maybe it was my lack of desire or that distant knowledge that once was will never be unless the myelitis goes away. I have all this knowledge in my head and yet the body that the knowledge commanded changes on a daily basis. It's not only because I am rusty, that has a lot to do with it, but there's no consistency of what my body can do from the times I play. It sucked have to pull out of the tournament, but it was the right thing to do. It wasn't fair for my doubles partner to play with me for just one more tournament. Given the way things went, maybe I should have played. But, that is in the past.
I've been busy with the house. I've cleaned the carpets and put in a speaker system for my theater. The carpets were so dirty that it took an entire day and they still aren't totally clean. The speakers took about 4 hours and mainly it was running lines. It should have been taxing at all, yet I was exhausted afterwards.
This weekend was spent working. The "not mandatory," mandatory overtime was yesterday morning and the person that ordered it wasn't there. It's called a command function, but if you tell people you oversee that there is overtime that everyone is encourage to attend and if not, it's held against you and that person doesn't show up, it's called being a hypocrite. It's such a good way to instill that warm teamwork feeling. I worked out after that and there was basically the entire day.
Today I had to work at the family's business. The deal to get my parents out of the house sooner was that I had to work. Granted, it's not in full scale production, but I still have to do it. So, another 3 hours working on the weekend. In the last two days, I've worked eight hours. The supposed weekend that's used to refuel and recharge went out the window. From now on, when there is the "not mandatory," mandatory overtime, I'm going to have plans.
Health wise, I have been fine. I'm still working out 4 days a week and throwing in some cardio as well. It's good to sweat. The shot's still hurt like hell. Sometimes it's enough to get me cussing.
That's really all I have to write for now.