I spend more time imagining driving to the gym, mapping out biking routes, and picturing my perfectly toned lady abs than I ever do exercising.
I went on an insane three hour bike adventure earlier this week. As I powered up the final hill I got a burst of self confidence. I made it! I defeated you hill! I'm on top of the world! Or at least the top of this hill!
My self-esteem took a slight dip when a 65 year old man breezed past me and complimented my fine pedaling. Being outstripped by someone who qualifies for Medicare frightens me.
Maybe I should work out more than twice a year.
Ear Happiness: Don't listen to this when exercising