The Thaw (Return To Exertion)
Posted on | March 13, 2007 at 8:14 am | 3 Comments
Our long local nightmare is over. At long last, the streets, sidewalks, and yards are free of snow and ice (aside from a few of my north-facing neighbors, who still have a bit of snow in their yards). The legacy of the blizzard is some damaged roofs (my gutter is sagging again) and about a million potholes in the road. But at least now I can finally get back to running regularly. Before the blizzards, I ran two miles a day, at least five days a week. For a few months, I hardly ran at all, though I did still try to keep up with my stretching. Jumping back on to that (charley) horse has been rough, but I’ve been slowly easing back into the routine, and now I can do the two miles again without too much pain. Add in the fact that I’m carting around some extra pounds from my forced sabbatical, and you can see the hell I’m going through. The mental part was almost as hard to overcome as the physical part. Once you’re used to having your mornings free for other things (like sleeping in), it’s hard to go back to the old ways. I bet these storms have done more to potentially knock Colorado off the top of the “healthiest state” list than any number of Wendy’s combo meals can do. I’ve kept the post-run stretching and have added in some other exercises in an effort to tone up a bit more, so my morning activity routine lasts close to an hour, all-told. Thankfully I have Jon Stewart to watch while doing that.
So, the next time you’re sitting down at breakfast, drinking your coffee and reading your paper, think about me out there in the dark, huffing and puffing away, working up a sweat, listening to my iPod, and trying to dodge cars, dogs, and skunks. Hmmm, maybe I should’ve stayed lazy after all.
Latre.
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3 Responses to “The Thaw (Return To Exertion)”
March 13th, 2007 @ 3:08 pm
You gots to get in shape for your woman! Can’t get all flabby now that you’re in love!
March 13th, 2007 @ 3:29 pm
I beg to differ… now that I’ve got my woman and am no longer in the dating scene, I can blimp out all I want!
Not that she would agree with me…
Back to the donuts!
March 14th, 2007 @ 4:02 am
Why not just negotiate an arrangement – you can get as fat as you want to, and she’s allowed to go bald. You can’t get much more fair than that.
Oh wait, women don’t always grok the whole “fair” thing, in my experience – better toss in a pair of shoes to sweeten the deal. Or maybe a new sponge for the kitchen sink.
Take it from me, relationships are all about compromise!