Today I left work early and decided I should get right on going for a jog. Still skittish from Saturday's snake scare, I headed to a park downtown away from desert-scape. The first 5 minutes were great. A cute man runner said hi, and I interpreted his look as saying, "you're one of the few and proud." Elation for 2 minutes. Then I got hot and thirsty. I got to wishing I had gone somewhere else in a different outfit and a different mindset. That lasted one mile. I caved.
I came home and started calling girlfriend 911. Turns out several friends suffer from the lazy butt syndrom I have and need similar inspiration. I hope we'll push each other this summer. Now I have a workout partner and a fun workout planned- hike uphill and jog down. Yes, it's wimpy but it's a start.
Was reading my messy, thrilling life blog. How does one inherit the enchanted life of summering in a log cabin. Very quaint. Very dreamy.
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I wondered the same thing. :)
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