Took the kids and several of their friends on an overnight camping trip Saturday. It was a lot of work, but also some enjoyable time poking at the fire and napping in a hammock.

This morning I left home at 6:15am to go to the gym for a bit before work. On the way there, I suddenly came upon an opossum that I think was still alive, though he was motionless. He looked to be sitting upright facing the edge of the road. I was on track to hit him and probably go over my handlebars. I swerved left to go behind him, but only behind his body. Like riding over a small stick, I bump-bumped over his tail, kept on going and said, "WOW!" I didn't look back and didn't hear anything from him.

Nice ride the rest of the way to the gym and from there to the office. Although at the gym some guy had stepped off his treadmill and walked away to shed a layer. Meanwhile a lady walks in and steps onto it from the side, not realizing it was running. Down she went hitting her face pretty good on the belt. Two others and I went over to make sure she was okay. She was.