I am a homebody.
My world is full of hobbies and interests.
Exercise just isn't one of them.
Or, should I say, it isn't one of them if it involves jumping in the car to drive somewhere.
No, I probably shouldn't go that far.
It just isn't one of them. Plain. And. Simple.
In Alaska, if there was enough (preferably fresh) snow in the yard, I skiied.
I put my duds on ... opened the door ... carried the skiis out ... and put them on.
Not once did I drive somewhere to ski.
I am talking cross country skiing. The only kind I dare to do.
The last winter we were there, I barely skiied at all.
There just wasn't enough snow in my yard.
I have left the house several times to take a hike.
Mind you, that hasn't happened this year at all!
You see what I mean?
It isn't looking too good right now either!
I do have this little wonder sitting in my garage tho'.
And I have to say, it is getting some use.
Please. Please. Please.
Let me keep it up.
I still don't have a helmet and need to really get one.
This biking thing is so easy!
Throw some clothes on, have a cup of coffee, grab the phone which has my current audio book loaded, the garage door opener
.... and off I go.
This morning is absolutely beautiful.
Cool enough to actually add a long sleeved shirt at one point.
Today is Friday.
So far this week I've worked 3 1/2 days,
and I've managed to pedal the 3 mornings I've been home.
8 miles this morning during which I looked at house paint colors.
I saw blooming rose bushes and wished I could grow them.
I dared to cross the street at a stop light.
I found a gray house with a red front door that I really liked.
For anyone who is an avid biker, my 8 miles may seem like nothing.
For me .... it is one more mile than Wednesday morning and two more than Sunday.
I just want to know why I gained 2.5 pounds while biking this morning ....
in ONE hour!!