INTO EVERY LIFE ...
... A LITTLE RAIN MUST FALL!
I know it's a holiday weekend and there's the unmistakable aroma of a million burgers being burned at family barbecues all around the neighborhood, but what gall to close my gym at 2.00pm so that the staff could go eat charred beef.
I arrived just in time to have them lock the doors in my face and was left with a tough choice. It was the Mets game or exercise - and my favorite baseball team lost. (Not the game of course, they crushed the Marlins). Walking on the road is a bit more punishing on the legs than using a treadmill with basic shock absorbers, but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
It was a great day for it - sunshine, clear skies and 80.
So though I had to sacrifice watching the ball game, I managed a basic workout - and it's still a great day.
Priorities - that's the word!
I know it's a holiday weekend and there's the unmistakable aroma of a million burgers being burned at family barbecues all around the neighborhood, but what gall to close my gym at 2.00pm so that the staff could go eat charred beef.
I arrived just in time to have them lock the doors in my face and was left with a tough choice. It was the Mets game or exercise - and my favorite baseball team lost. (Not the game of course, they crushed the Marlins). Walking on the road is a bit more punishing on the legs than using a treadmill with basic shock absorbers, but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
It was a great day for it - sunshine, clear skies and 80.
So though I had to sacrifice watching the ball game, I managed a basic workout - and it's still a great day.
Priorities - that's the word!
posted by Roger Blackmore | 6:26 PM
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