Too bad it's extremely hard to do from the house.
The weather this week, in combo with a surge in motivation to regain control of my life, is perfect for daily exercise. There's plenty of fresh country air to breathe and abundant neighbors to wave at.
I really miss the days of living in any of my Northern VA apartments, but particularly the Arlington ones where a paved trail was right outside my door, waiting to take me for a scenic stroll along the Potomac or by the monuments.
My street now would be the perfect jogging trail if I could magically cease motor traffic. But, alas, that is beyond my power. Instead, I went out for a jog on our street which is too narrow for the county to legally paint a center line for two lane traffic. Few spots have level grass on the shoulder to ditch out on when a car is coming. The entire time I was out there, I was praying that each of those cars coming along our 45 mph rural road about to pass me contained alert drivers that had their eyes on the road (and me), and not on their iPods or latest text.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
These Boots (or Asics) were Made for Jogging
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