Thoughts on getting older

Until the end of May, I worked in a job that allowed me to sit on my ass for 5 - 6 hours a day. I was not very active. Since then, however, I have been very active. I began walking every morning (with and without my dog, Emma Tamale), playing golf, and playing baseball with my two sons, Taylor and Trent. My 38 year old overweight body told me yesterday to stop pushing so hard. After a morning round of golf, my body completely shut down. After lunch, I slept for 2 hours followed by watching TV coverage of the US Open until 5. Another nap until 7, supper, an episode of Las Vegas, then to sleep for 11 hours last night. I'm groggy today, but my sore body is recovering. I'm going to take things a little slower from now on. This old body's not what it used to be.

If the creative process is ongoing, I'm always getting something done.

Daddy tired.