It grew chilly last night, with the temps dropping down into the upper 40s (F), definitely blanket weather, and believe me, pulling that blanket up to my chinny chin, chin was nice. The problem with this time of the year is that there is such a desire to just snuggle under the covers in the morning. Unfortunately, each day brings more things needing to be done.
This week I've been a slacker on the treadmill, the bike, and the dumbbells, not that I'm going to be able to catch up on all 3 today, but I'm going to work to get back into my routine. On average, I get 300+ minutes of exercise each week, not counting the steps I get in. This week that ain't gonna happen. Don't ask me where the time went because I don't know. Frittered away, here and there. Chores were completed and things were done, though part of the problem was prioritizing those little things that aren't necessary.
Of course, last night I took my brother to see Yes at the Windy Creek Event Center in Bethlehem. Our seats were in the 4th row, probably the closest I've been to a concert stage. Yes has always been one of my favorite bands, this was my 5th concert (possibly 6th). Steve Howe was excellent. While they didn't play Close to the Edge, their best song, they did something better: a 20 minute mashup of highlights from Tales from Topographic Oceans, their double album set. This was music I'd only heard them play once before in San Diego back in 1973 and it was wonderful! The one odd thing both my brother and I agreed on was that we were so close to the stage it was almost like watching them play in your high school gymnasium. Here's a picture of us at the front of the stage. My brother's the one who looks like Moses.
