exERcise

I believe that the Good Lord gave us a finite number of heartbeats and I'm damned if I'm going to use up mine running up and down a street. ~Neil Armstrong on jogging, in an interview with Walter Cronkite

I wasn't going to write today as I've been very busy trying to get all I can done before the holiday weekend - But then my momma calls! "When are you going to start exercising?" She's had a rough day and apparently felt the need to let off some steam. My mother is an avid exerciser - I'm proud of her. She longs for a workout buddy and we often wished we lived closer to one another so we could be workout buds.

LOOK MA! I'm exercising my fingers right now! ;) OK, fine - I'll exercise. Don't you love it when you make a big deal of something & soon it looses its luster. And just when your to the point of being comfortable someone comes in throws it back at ya! I'm not exactly l-a-z-y. I'm running my child all over town 3 of the 5 week days. I've taken on mowing the yard this year. (Brian says its cause my lines are straight) Damn straight I'm tired.

Most of you probably don't know that I suffer from a disease. I've had it for the last 13 years. It's not contagious but the effects are horrible. Maybe you've heard of it. It's called office ass. That's one thing I liked about working in the salon. You were always up busy doing something. Ok, I'm am committing, again, for the 15,943 time to get some type of activity in. I'll try to get some type of schedule and post it.

Back to work...