Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Saturday, August 15
In one of the ultimate night auditor horrors, Front Desk Manager Brandon actually came by…It was 2315 or so and I was still up front when I heard the doors open…I look up, prepared to tell whatever hapless soul that wandered in that we were sold out when Brandon walks in…Crap…Front desk managers showing up on graveyard generally means the night auditor is fired, but Brandon merely wanted to pick up some plant that had been left in the back…He didn’t dawdle, either, saying howdy, getting the plant the saying goodbye.
Ol’ Sparrow worries too much…There is no reason to fire him, of course…He shows up on time, every night – and every night means every single one – and everyone gets a good night’s sleep when he’s on the schedule because they don’t have to worry.
Lots of turnaways this morning…There were over a half-dozen phone calls, a lot for here, and several stragglers walking in and I had to tell all of them no…Fortunately, no one was able to make an online reservation like that fiasco last week where I was called a liar by that one oaf who was trying to bully his way into a room.
I was up a bit later than ideal (see Sleep Log below), but it was a triumphant Saturday night as we were able to get a workout, walk and a satisfactory morning routine in tonight…You must be focused tho, because once you’ve started in on coffee and project work it’s tuff to stop…So you make a plan…I got up and determined it was best to be back from the walk by 2015 or so because that’s about the last of the daylight and to do that it was best to be in the gym no later than 1910…This means you want to take your pre-workout supplement around 1850, 20 minutes beforehand and after that is a good time to get your gym clothes on…You gotta move with alacrity here and remained focused and avoid distractions, tho, because if you’re not careful BOOM the next you know you’re wasting time picking a song to listen to and then someone liked the picture of the cat you posted on Faceplant and then there’s some project work inspiration.
As it was, tho, I was focused and was in the gym right about 1910 and had mixed results moving weight today…The cable shoulder press, bicep z-bar curls and leg extensions were normal: max weights at ten reps on the last set…The cable tricep pulldown, tho, I was able to up a bit…Last time I did the entire stack, plate 15, and it was really strong so, feeling frisky, I added a 5 lb plate to it and moved that ten times which, for those of you keeping score at home, is one plate less than the old max…The bench press was the fly in the ointment, though, as that was only moved eight times.
I took the Post Office Route for the walk, a modest upset because the River Route was asserting itself…However, once I set out I didn’t want to bother turning right at the county road because then I’d have to pass the brewery – where most everybody’s seated outside – and Neighbor Zach’s truck was parked outside and the next thing you know he’s saying howdy and there are others I know there and ol’ Sparrow didn’t want the distraction…Plus – and it’s not determined if this is prudence or old fogeyness – it’s dusk and walkers may not be visible on lightly used county roads.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 0830 Saturday until 1800 Saturday…9.5 hours for the day and 43.0 hours for the week, a strong recovery from the abysmal start to the sleep week.
I was up about 1230 to use the can and thought, f*ck, here we go again, the same crap as last Saturday, but I heroically crawled back in the sack and, in time, was asleep again and seemingly five minutes later a dream ended and BOOM it was 1800.
The downside was I missed prime rib night at the new restaurant…I rather enjoyed it last week and could have made it tonight, I suppose, but prime rib night is not as important as workout and walk.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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