Quiet, Caught up, 75

So I picked up Ali from the airport and dropped the dogs back off at her place yesterday afternoon.  It’s always a weird feeling after I have the dogs for a few days and the house returns to just being me and the bird that hates me.  Sure it’s nice to not have the Neato choked with dog hair, not picking up dog toys that Sadie leaves strewn through out the house and not deal with other ancillary dog related items.  But despite that I still found myself feeling sad as I got ready for bed without two dogs already nestled in, one on top of the bed, the other underneath it.

Last night after work I got the idea in my head that I wanted to set a new personal best in push up reps.  I have been going through one of those brief monthly periods where my physical energy level is highest so I figured I should take advantage of it.

My prior best in chest to floor push ups was 60 reps, accomplished a month or so ago.  I flipped on Linkin Park and had at it, not stopping until I squeezed out a 75th rep some 3 minutes later, obliterating my prior best.  I am hoping 2013 will be like last year where I keep setting personal bests, regardless of how high the pile of ripped off calendar pages gets.

I finally got to see the season finale of Walking Dead and the premiere of Game of Thrones.  Walking Dead was awesome as usual although as expected I have a lot of curiosity about how they are going to twist the plot from here based on what went down.  Game of Thrones was excellent as well and made me quite glad I have something to step right in to almost fill Walking Dead’s shoes.