Below freezing this morning, but rode through the fog of my breath. Wasn't quite as bad as I expected. On the ride home, was feeling full of energy, crossing the last hilltop and got the *flup*flup*flup* of my rear tire being flat. Immediately saw a nailhead, and pulled...and pulled...and kept pulling...the slender nail was 3-4 inches long. So I got to push my bike home for the last mile or so. Going to get it tuned up over the weekend. Brakes checked and tightened, lubrication, etc. In the meantime, the gym.
Kids can sense the end of days, and are starting to get crazy. Smart mouthing, showing no concern if parents are called, the usual stuff. I am being more relaxed about talking, only stopping them when it gets really loud, and they are responding more quickly to requests for quiet, so I guess that is a victory for everybody. One boy with a father who won't talk to him, an older brother in jail, and a mother who spends lavishly on him but won't spend to get him evaluated by a mental health professional. Everybody (except her) sees he is ADHD. To quote his mother: I try to get him to behave. I have cut down on the sugary foods to keep him from being so active, and I tried this attention stuff from Wild Oats (a natural foods store). And I did try to take him for tests at the psychiatrist, but we got there and he said he wasn't crazy and refused to get out of the car, and I was so tired I couldn't argue, so we didn't go in.
Oh, and the Detour bars...flaxseed is not so good if you don't like gas.
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