I forgot to write the blog last night, I was a bit under the weather. Sniffly and sneazy and generally underwell. My nose is need of repair, the last repair having run its course. Feels like aging, or the reality of it come into reality. Being a dad now I suppose I can start complaining about it the way I’ve always heard so many others do. 

I’d imagine that means I ought to begin exercising in a more concerted way. That’s one more thing to squeeze into my constantly shifting and twitching and bloating calendar. Can’t be easy, but it’s got to become more of a priority if I’m going to get sick any less often than I have been, and I’d like that.