This blog was born with a post about my zest for writing and running. At least, that’s how I choose to remember it. And surprise, surprise…I’m still here! Doing both!
When I don’t have time to run after work, I get up in the misty mornings and run before. Mind you, I’m not saying it’s for everyone. After all, I don’t really have full control of my limbs (or my bowels) that early in the morning, so impending disaster and embarrassment loom around every street corner.
My friend Neal (now he’ll have to keep reading my posts with this shout out) claims that the average person exercises for about 10-12 weeks before slowly losing their original zeal to get healthy. At least, I think that’s what he said – I might have nodded off at some point during the conversation. Anyways, what I heard was that if I didn’t make exercise a habit, I would soon enter LazyAssville after a few months, per my usual routine.
No, I say. Not this time. I am publicly declaring that I will keep up my routine and will, yes, eat humble pie if I don’t. I also know that I can easily delete this post. Ah, the power.
*I just realized that I can’t piss off Neal. He’s my only subscriber and he kindly comments on my posts even when I’m certain he’d rather be reading about Einstein’s philosophies and dirty little habits. Thanks, Neal.