By Tuesday and Wednesday of the week I am already thinking about the four day Memorial day weekend. I make a presentation on Wednesday morning that runs long and so we schedule a follow-up for Thursday morning. Needless to say I have a great workout with slightly heavier weights on Wednesday after work.
Friday starts with a mountain bicycle ride almost to the pier. I am stopped short of the pier by police action where I think they may have found a dead body near the pier and have closed off the bicycle trail. Thus I turn around a bit short of the pier and head for home. After a shower I go take a blood test (for scientific purposes where I am paid to answer a survey and give them some blood), get some books from the library, and do some grocery shopping. After lunch Person Ti_Ca and I go shopping for supplies for upcoming trips. By 3:30 pm I am tired and manage to get down for about a one hour nap. I have another adoptions teleconference and I don't like the direction that the project is headed. I voice my opinion and then get behind the decisions that are made. A number of us go back and forth about going out clubbing on Friday night but people start dropping out. So I just relax with one of the books from the library and enjoy the solitude.
Sunday starts with the beginning of the F1 race from Monaco and then the long road bicycle ride with Derrick. We run into Terry also but he gets dropped because he's a bit older and kinda slow. But we catch up to him on the turnaround and ride together again for a bit. When I get home I watch the rest of the F1 race and then fast forward through much of the Indy 500 and catch the critical moments. Later Person Ti_Ca is supposed to be at the airport at 9 pm to check-in for his flight to Cambodia. At 9:30 pm there are still people arriving at my house to pick him up, pack up a ton of stuff, and take him to the airport. I sure hope the flight is on Khmer time.
Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thurday are spent packing up my belongings to a new office, working on a model/simulation unfication plan with another organization, and trying to write usefull tools to help report results. On Wednesday night on the ride home I see a For sale sign on the block and realize as I get closer to home that it is infront of my neighbors' house. I wonder what is going on since they have been away on vacation for a while. On Wednesday I get in a good workout with the weights and finally wax the rims of the World Rally car. And later catch the Red Wings lose their 7 game Stanley Cup playoff series. On Thursday I'm having a bad day though I make a lot of model unification progress at work. When I return home I make travel reservations for summer travel, work on websites, and talk with people on facebook just because I am not feeling well mentally and have not felt well for a long time. Don't get me wrong - my life is going very well right now. But for a few months I have not felt well mentally and emotionally and everytime that I have tried to talk with Person Ti_Ca about it he has found a trivial excuse to not listen to me and discuss it with me.
After reviewing MotoGP and underclass qualifying at Mujello, Italy, I start north on the Los Angeles river on the bicycle to the Whitter Narrows dam. I run into Terry and convince him to come and ride with me. He stops to rest short of the dam but I continue on, climb up the dam, and continue back to meet back up with Terry. We have a good ride together until he stops where his car is parked. I continue on and hold on to some riders who are going 25 mph until my old Ciocc road bicycle let's out a loud screech from the rear and I slow down a bit to debug. But I continue on at a reduced pace and wonder what is going on with my bicycle. I get down to the beach and turn around and make it home for about 50 miles today. But the loud screech, which happened a few months before, bothers me. Ater a shower and 10 minutes of laying on the bed I get a haircut, return library books, pick up a new book, and do some grocery shopping. Though I've ridden 50 hard miles, I'm restless and get down on my hands and knees and clean both bathroom floors before watching the Los Angeles Kings' playoff game. The Kings lose at that is the end of the day.
On Monday at work there is an incident with a co-worker (who has had incidents before) and I just ignore it, put my head down and work on thigns that I should not work on, and help some people out (who needed help but who I was told to not help). At least these people that I helped out are now my friends if the specified co-worker is not. By MOnday night I am mentally wiped out and don't get in any workout at all - a rare day without a workout.