Heat Advisory vs Exercise

A heat advisory is a good reason not to exercise.  Well, exercise outside anyway.  The way Summer 2012 has gone, it would be easy to never exercise.  Which is sorta what I have done.

Normally, I retire the treadmill and elliptical in the spring to be outside as much as possible.  This year, the pig farmer retired the elliptical early for me.  One morning when I stepped out of the shower, I heard a horrible noise.  I thought maybe a jet was having to use the road in front of our house for an emergency landing strip.  I stepped into the family room and realized the offending noise was my husband, pounding away on the protesting elliptical.  I yelled, “Get off of there!”  He removed his iPod ear plugs and said, “What?”  He is a dandy, this pig farmer.  I asked his Mom once what he was like as a child.  She said she sent him outside a lot.  Anyway, the entire casing around the elliptical’s working parts was busted.  Non-usable and beyond repair.

I used that as an excuse to slack.  I prefer to take turns between the treadmill and elliptical.  It helps with my short-attention span.  Luckily, spring came early and I could get outside.  Pig farmer and I kept our Sunday night date of walking the Dacey Trails and enjoying beautiful Lake Shelbyville.  I was busy working outside, but not always “exercising.”  Cardio, heart rate and all that jazz.  I did have some sore muscles, though.

I vowed that after our fair was over and the livestock numbers and chores were reduced I would renew my love commitment to exercise.  It helps my mood and it helps with the ridiculous amount of sweets I consume.

Maybe blogging about it occasionally will help me stay accountable?  I walked early yesterday morning.  I only got up early enough to walk 25 minutes, but that was better than nothing.  Right?  I booked my sister to work out with me on my workplace’s fitness equipment … and I only briefly considered ditching the session for a workout at the Mexican restaurant.  I have booked a friend for a walk on the night of the full moon, August 2nd.

Next, I will dangle a Snickers off the bill of a cap I’m wearing.

About Marla Rose

This blog documents small-town life in central Illinois with photographs and various ideas/adventures that come my way. My hope is to make you laugh (or at least smile) and appreciate this life!
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