My Body is Hurting

My Body is Hurting

I got a call yesterday as soon as Jeff got in from Japan that he wanted to roll later on that evening. I thought later on was 6 or 7, but he said 7:30. Knowing Jeff, I figured we'd start at 8. But nope, Jeff double-booked his photo shoot during our training time and we didn't start until 9m and didn't finish until 11pm.

I was so late that I asked my wife to come by the gym so I could at least see her and my son. So after training Jeff and I were talking and laughing and then I say, "Man I got something funny to tell you." And he replies, "Not as funny as what I have to tell you."

And I love surprises to I tell my story first in hopes that his is TRULY better than mine. What he tell sme is that he doesn't have a ride and I have to take him home. I looked out in the parking lot because I thought he was kidding. He bursts out in laughter, but I was tired and pissed, but what could I do - It's Jeff, you gotta love the guy. At any rate, he bought me dinner a Pollo Tropical so I guess we're even :-/

Jeff hung out with my son Rufus last night because he hadn't seen him in a couple of months. He commented on how big he's gotten and asked me how old he is and I told him that he'll be 1 in a couple of days. Jeff said he wanted to come to the party.

So I hope he'll be able to make it.