this week

Not too much out of the ordinary this week. Just neighborhood walks. On one of them I found this sweet Buick. Imported from Canada.

How do I know this? From the car dealer's name plate, of course. They don't make nameplates like this anymore. Cars either.

Wednesday was the firstt Fall Fitness camp. I noticed that these signs appeared during the break. Another one appeared that says you have to reserve the pavilion.

You won't be surprised when I tell you that I was the only one to show up. Three coaches, one daughter and me. Coach Sweat (that is his real last name. Pronouced sweet.) is still in training so they threw him to the wolves and made him run a 1-on-1 class. Actually two. The 12-year-old-joined in. She complained more than I did!

Coach Tiffany went home. There was a bit of overstaffing. I overheard her telling Coach Suki that she decided to do the certification course for personal training. Of the three, she is excellent at it. A nice combo of good cop/bad cop.  And she isn't a skinny b!tch. She looks like a real person. It's much more inspiring than perfection. Of the three coaches, only Coach Sweat is perfection. He's proabablythe youngest as well.

Shortly I'll be leaving for the Get Out Lehigh Valley Event at the Hellertown Rail Trail. Then I'm walking over to the Celtic Classic. One of my international students is tapping beer. Not too unusual until you see she wears a hijab.