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Today I did 42 minutes on the stairmaster (not easily!- more on that to follow) and 30 minutes on the weight floor.

Before I went to the gym, I'd gone out with a friend to a vegan restaurant and had a kale salad and a cup of gazpacho. Sounds healthy, but I think the gazpacho had a lot of salt in it. I thought that as I had it. Then on the stairmaster, I think that salt really got to me. I was sweating much more than usual and really having to push through the workout. Afterwards I had a ton of water and an energy bar before going to the weight floor. It's interesting how gym workouts can really let you know how you are doing inside your body. I've always been struck by that.

I spent a lot of time talking to the perfect mother (of the perfect mother and daughter). She told me that her son has struggled or struggles with drug addiction. I'm not sure if she told me that because I told her I call her the perfect mother. Sheesh, I really need to keep my mouth shut. We had a very meaningful conversation. We had a girly, giggly way of talking about the most serious of topics and afterwards, Judith summoned me over to the couch by the television and said, "You two were laughing so much. What were you laughing about? Let me in on it." Awk-ward. "Just life," I said. More and more I think Judith is totally on the spectrum and just doesn't get the intricacies of social interaction at all. I think she is envious of my ability to connect with others and really most people's ability to easily connect with others. I was leaving at 8pm, and she said, "You are leaving early! What will you be doing?" 8pm is not early. For Judith, the gym is her place to avoid loneliness. In certain ways, it is mine too. It will be hard to go back to work in the fall. I like it in the locker room.