Mom; workout

I had lunch with my mother today; she came up to where I work (which isn't that far from where she's staying) and we went to a deli that has seats; I got my usual salad, and she had salad bar stuff, and we chatted. It turns out she is not coming back in February, but in March or maybe April: in February she's going to India.

After work, I went to the nearby gym, and did a bunch of stuff, mostly with the foam roller or physio ball. I had to work around a sore shoulder, some, but the choices seemed to be low-level pain while exercising, or low-level pain without exercising, and the latter seemed likely to leave me grumpier. So it was either exercise, or come home and hide under the cat, and the cat isn't always amenable.

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