Well, I'm not sure what's up wirh me today but I'm certainly not up to snuff.
I had a good night's sleep, I thought. Didn't get up until 6:00 am, although I do recall having wakened more than once.
Yet, here I am today, feeling weak as a kitten.
I did manage my usual 20 minutes on the treadmill, and I did my stretches. But the weights were right out of the question.
No can do.
I've already had a brief nap (from which my little chickadee's phone call woke me) and I might take another one yet.
Later, I'll have to come alive, jump into the shower and get presentable. It's dinner at John's gun club again tonight.
Until then, I'll loll about and watch my boys -- hopefully -- beat dem damn Yanks!