Gosh, the kids jump all over him as soon as he gets home. He is very lucky to work at the YMCA, though, so he spends an hour working out every day after work. He gets his decompression time in just before he comes home.
And I must say, he is a much pleasanter person when he keeps this routine. When he isn’t getting the exercise he needs, he can turn into a real ogre!
If we ever had the money to fix his mountain bike, he would go out on it, too. He used to do an hour or two a week, on the weekends. He loves to go speeding on steep mountain trails and get all sweaty and banged up and muddy. :rolleyes: Guys… it’s not a good ride unless he skids off the trail or crashes into a cactus. Once, in Montana, he almost went over the edge of a gorge into the Missouri River, and all he could talk about was how cool it was. Thank God for life insurance.