20!

        I was sorting and cleaning the house.  Boys went with me to the storage unit a couple times, sort of helped me, sort of played around.  Their silly-goofiness led me to think they hadn’t been doing much exercise.  

The night before, we had a great time jumping on the trampoline, but we dismantled and stored the tramp after our final jumps.

“You guys want to go for a bike ride?” I asked about 5:30.  Maxim said, “Yes.”  Oskar said, “No.”  Oskar wanted to flip a coin.  

“That’s one way to make a decision, but I know what I want to do.”  Implying that I didn’t want the coin-flip to turn out the wrong way, so we weren’t going to flip.

We the route that we ran the first night.  Down past the fairgrounds and to the little league baseball fields.  All good.  At the play structure the monkey bars were at the exact height, and a fine diameter.  I did 20 pull-ups—the most since college.  Dad said it is because I weigh 30 pounds less.  Not true.  I’ve weighed this weight since high school.

I thought I might break the record for the sprint.  Wouldn’t that be a great book end—break the record on the last attempt?  I didn’t by .21 seconds.