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I took Prednisone for 5 days due to bronchospasm and by day #2 I was ready to jump out of my skin. I was so happy to be off of it. I do not think I could have taken it for as long as each of you has. My appetite did not increase in that short sample.

I have tickets for next week. Do I need to bring tissues?

I am not sure what it is, that watch just announce that I had reached level one and had a pair of boatshoes. it was for 5000 steps. I have made 7500 and nothing and I have not yet made 10000 so I do not know if there is some sort of level there.

Well today I paid for yesterday's burst of energy. Minimal walking for exercise though I did clock in almost 3000 steps while food shopping. So back to the grind tomorrow with fresh legs.

I did have a Las Vegas escort come to my hotel room uninvited. I was not there and the friend that I with whom I was travelling was taken aback. When he asked my about him, I told him that I was looking for property in Vegat (true) and that he was interested in showing me a place that I had never been (also kinda true but mostly false) I had hired him during the trip and used another hotel for our rendezvous and I am not sure how he got my name or where I was staying. It was a bit creepy.

Well just got home from my walk. Same distance. 5 minutes faster than yesterday. My pole rest plan seems to be working as I only stopped at 4 of the 30 5 second poles and at a 10 second pole and a 15 second pole. Means KI had my three longest breath breaks unused. The goal is to get around the loop without a stop or with one brief stop at the halfway point. After that, there is a slighly longer loop that will be my next challenge. The neighborhood is one loop with one additional street that connects to the edge at two different points and which is off center. The way I go, it is off center with a slightly longer route but not as long as if you did the full loop. No silver fox, no hound, no old lady today. There were many people out walking, which served as an incentive as I did not want to be seen huffing and puffing and standing at the side of a road holding onto a telephone pole. I much prefer to either be seen huffing and puffing and moving along or preferably huffing and puffing and holding onto a pole which is not a telephone pole. I have been using the fitbit and successfully completed level one. Did not know there were levels but I think that may prove to be a good incentive for me and my competitive nature.

Well we havent met yet so how could you possibly know your ideal?

Once just to have done it and probably not again unless the food was the attraction.

The desire to match people up seems to come very naturally to some people. Perhaps that was a cue to pull out the Grindr app and go through and pick out a few guys of your type. I have never been on Grindr so I do not know if perhaps it gets too raunchy to share with your sons. I do see a fix up in your future though. Have your sons asked you if you are still attracted to women? I know it my case, the more I was with men, the less interest I had it women, but I am still attracted to women and I defnitely have a type which has become more restrictive with time, If is curious that when I first started seeing men, I had a type but now that is not really the case at least not as restrictive a type as I once had.

Thanks for your good wishes.

Well the beat goes on and there has been no old lady sightings on my walk for the last few days. Today there was a silver fox alert and he was walking a dachshund in the opposite direction around the loop that is my neighborhood. It was clear the second time we met that the fox and the hound had kept up a brisker pace than I did, so I have a new goal. Beat the hound. Not being able to outpace a dachshund was a bit disappointing, but I may have outlived the old lady, so I got that working for me. I did step up the pace a bit today and thanks to an escort who has an interest in keeping me alive, I have a fitbit to measure the steps and timing. So thanks to that gentleman for the encouragement. It did take me three days to get it to work. Seems my imac did not have the proper connection, so the program did not download. Once I switched to my phone, it worked out.

Is this the Sisterhood of the Travelling pants go to Narnia?

Well It is like the Schroedinger's cat condundrum....since I do not know which sized pants I selected I am living in a world were the smaller jeans fit and the larger jeans fit. There I am two different sizes at the same time and can only solve the riddle by checking the size.

As a side note, I have two pairs of jeans which are very similar but different sizes. Today I went to get dressed to walk and grabbed a pair of jeans, so either my big jeans are a lot tighter or my small jeans are a lot looser. I will have to try on the other pair to determine which it is. For now, I am assuming the smaller sized ones now fit perfectly and go to sleep with that thought. In the morning, I will check.

Damned inconsiderate of them to be so damned considerate. I walk in a development with only one way in and one way out, so there are no intersections. I have started to count the telephone poles and allow myself a pause a certain ones. Goal is not to pause at all, but I am far from that. I stated out with walking only 6 poles and then 6 poles back. There would be about 9 stops, each time at a telephone pole. Today I did 32 poles, which is almost three times as many and there were about 12 breathers, a stop just long enough to take a deep sigh and then move on. That is a little more than a mile and today I did it 4 minutes faster than my previous time. Still not setting any land speed records. I have not seen that old ladu out there, and I am pretty sure she is still faster than I am, but I will catch her, I promise you I will.

Cookies indeed and sometimes a nice big juicy pear.

It is clear you have surrounded yourself with good people which always makes life easier.

I think the most appealing of your photos is the one with you in the button down shirt. Great smile in that photo. Would have like to see a series there starting with that one, then one with you unbuttoning the shirt and then with the shirt open and then with the shirt off. Facial expression going from smiling approachable to smoldering sexy. One ass and one dick pic is usually enough to show the goods. Your dick pic with the chains was intriguing. More is not always more when it comes to photos in ads. There should be enough to give a reasonable variety and no so much as to be redundant.

Well if a reviewer here can be counted as an influencer then yes, though they are usually reviewers not people who are getting something in return for their review. However, there have been escorts here, one particularly infamous initialled escort, who went so far as to offer meals and bedtime treats in exchange for a good review. However in that particular case, there was not enough influence in the world to get me to try that sample.

Glad you have s summertime family reunion. These will likely become more and more rare, so it is good that you are enjoying it. Nice to hear that the journey so far has been a smooth one. Have your sons informed their girlfriends? I suppose that would be a conversation that would naturally be had with someone you are seeing regularly, but perhaps they feel it is your story to tell.

While it is true that a complement is only as meaningful as the person who gives it, any good word is still a welcome word in these days of hustle and bustle.

Heat has been a bit much but while not hitting my full stride still trying to do a little something while waiting for the weather to break

A father has lost his children. If drugs are involved, that makes that father culpable but not any less devastated. His loss and the loss to his family is incalcuable. As to forgetting them in the car, we live in a very distracting world. Phones and texts bombarding us, tight schedules leading to a rush from one place to another. At 8:22 he was probably late for work and rushing to get there. I have never forgotten children or pets in the car, but I would not presume that it could not happen to me, without drugs.

This morning,, I was thinking of my late wife, as I do just about each day, even 19 years after her passing. I smiled recalling a dinner we attended at a friend's home. This friend had three precocious children and dinner at their home was usually a throwback to a more genteel time. There was a sumptuous home cooked meal and then coffee and dessert in the living room. The children would entertain for awhile and then would be instructed to go off to bed, which they did without a fuss and always with a polite "Good evening" At one such dinner, as the children were saying their goodbyes, the youngest child, a girl of five or six turned to her mother after looking at my wife and said: "Mom, isn't she elegant." My hostess said: Why yes she is" and wished her daughter pleasant dreams. My wife beamed and gave the child a long deep hug. On the ride home, my wife asked me if I thought she wa elegant. Truth be told, prior to this I had thought of my wife as having many wonderful qualities, but elegance was not one that came right to the fore, at least until then. Since it was said, and every day since, elegance is exactly the word that comes to mind when I picture my wife. I do not know how I did not see it and it took a six year old to point it out, but I am grateful that she did. After that, given the chance, I would always tell my wife she was elegant. She would always blush, laugh a shy laught and say something to the effect of: "Oh you" or "stop it". I do not think she ever tired of hearing it. I expect this group to reply with a bunch of answers of sexy, insatiable and satisfying, but what quality have you been told you have that each day, you would love to be told? I have been told I am resourceful and resilient, both of those qualities I admire in others and take pride in having others see in me.

Well today was better than yesterday because I walked a bit faster and the 85 year old woman who passed me yesterday was not out walking today. Someday I am going to catch that old biddy and laugh at her as I pass, but not today.