48 hours
I am coming up on 48 hours of injury. Only 48 hours! Gary has already had to tell me numerous times to sit down, stop cooking, quit cleaning. I must be especially antsy if I have resorted to cleaning! I think the toughest part is that I have been feeling pretty good lately. Rested, energetic, and ready to get back into a set program.
Gary and I just acquired 2 spinning bikes from my work. I have only been on one since since we moved both of them into our little apartment. Counting bikes, our house has seating for about 10-11. Without bikes, 5-6. So, I work at the YMCA, the epitome of all things exercise, in aquatics where I supervise among many things, a 6 lane pool that is nearly empty for lap swimmers during lunch time, a house full of bikes, and a wonderful network of running friends, and a husband who is, of course, super fit. Maybe I just need to go home tonight have a beer, watch TV and forget I was ever athletic.
Gary and I just acquired 2 spinning bikes from my work. I have only been on one since since we moved both of them into our little apartment. Counting bikes, our house has seating for about 10-11. Without bikes, 5-6. So, I work at the YMCA, the epitome of all things exercise, in aquatics where I supervise among many things, a 6 lane pool that is nearly empty for lap swimmers during lunch time, a house full of bikes, and a wonderful network of running friends, and a husband who is, of course, super fit. Maybe I just need to go home tonight have a beer, watch TV and forget I was ever athletic.
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