Earplugs! Somebody give me earplugs! If Lee
grumbles one more time about my zero tolerance of his caffeine consumption, I’m liable to ‘bump’ into him
while we’re topside and send him tumbling into the deep. A good drenching,
that’s what he needs.
Bad enough he’s complaining to everyone who’ll listen that I’m riding him too hard. He’s starting to find excuses
not to complete his quota of the various muscle toning exercises and treadmill
time that can only help. So what that he’s been busy with running the boat, well, buster, so have I !
Nelson’s absconded in the flying sub back to NIMR to avoid him I think.
The clincher today was when I found Lee
hiding in the ventilation shaft downing about a half dozen chocolate cupcakes (with sprinkles) and a thermos of coffee. I also discovered a cache of doughnuts
up there! Apparently he’s sneaking into the galley (they know he’s not allowed any goodies this cruise) to pilfer
said yummies , then escape into the vents to pig out or defy me, I ‘m not sure which.
I did the only thing I could and began to
chew him out, again, which wasn’t easy as he’s begun to look so woebegone
that I’ve begun to have second thoughts about my training regimen. After all, normally I’d welcome adding a few
pounds to his skinny frame, but those pounds should be muscle, not flab! Especially before a marathon!
I let him off with a warning. If he wanted
to continue with my services, he’d better do what I tell him! That he’d thank me in the end. He apologized (not
from the heart, rather self-preservation), then I made him to two extra rounds on the treadmill.
While he was huffing and puffing in the gym,
I conferred with Doc who said perhaps
I have been too hard on him, that perhaps his gorging on forbidden fruits, so to
speak, may be his brain’s way to make him replace the burned off calories.
I was just about to go tell Lee that I was
going to allow him a cup of coffee a day and maybe one or two doughnuts a week when Sparks handed me a message. Apparently
the sneak entered me in the run! Paid the entry fee and told me if he had to suffer,
so did I, but that he’d still finish in the top ten
In your dreams, Lee Crane. In your dreams.