We celebrated Gaël's 6th birthday yesterday. 

Super smash bros and pizza/white cake/neapolitan ice cream. I put up superhero posters (Avenger themed). While not the biggest fan of the "single dad" aesthetic, I have learned to lean into the "flow" of parenthood. That is to say, if something comes naturally and passes the smell test - don't overthink it. 



(A lesson from the last few years: learn when to fight the river. I think this has helped me quite a lot in work, relationships, parenting and swimming in rivers.)

Gaël in his own words: "I think that from when I'm getting 6, that I'm going to be better at more things. It's better than being 5 and that's all".

Gaël in my own words: stealthily insightful. 

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To deal with the pandemic this last year I've tried to reinvent myself as kind of a virtual Max Fischer. I've:

* Started 2 virtual book clubs
* Started and abandoned a very rambly daily podcast
* Picked up a daily yoga practice (it's hard, you should try it)
* Wrote 10 physical letters (sending 0 of them)
* Run 692 miles and biked 2443 miles (mostly close to home)
* Contemplated picking up cooking and french again (send me tips on how to learn French)
* Went on 0 virtual dates, but wrote a long multi-page plan on dating using WWII codewords (I'm a lost cause don't judge me)

All of this is great, but I have been missing my pre-pandemic routine quite a bit. People and places (mostly gyms). In the midst of what is a fairly mild winter, I have felt good habits slip a little bit, so to combat this, could you send me some life advice?

I'll trade you for this picture of a Gasworks sunset: