So, yesterday I had a meeting at the state hospital near my house and by near I mean 2 miles away. Not too far, right? After the gluttonous weekend I had with my family (think 2 Maine lobsters with melted butter, roast beef sandwiches, goat cheese mashed potatos, Mike's Pastry--and let me tell you that those lobster tail dessert things are DELICIOUS, and copious amounts of wine)and I probably weigh more than most of the Biggest Losers weigh now so I have the bright idea that I am going to WALK TO MY TRAINING. I get up at 6:45am to say goodbye to my family and debate heading back to bed because realistically I could've slept until 8am to be at my 9am training if I drove. But I didn't go back to bed. I stayed up and got ready for work.
I wanted to leave the house by 8:30 so I'd have a good hour (I know an hour to walk 2 hours, right?), but didn't end up leaving my house until 8:40. And I forgot my ipod. So, I'm walking along and its pretty nice out, but I'm not going as fast as I would've of if I had my ipod although just being present was nice, too. But I start to get nervous that I'm not going to make it despite the fact that I know its only 2 miles and I know I can walk a 5k in under 45 minutes. So I pick up the pace and I start to sweat. I see this woman in front of me and I hear her singing as in top of her lungs singing mixed in with some talking. I figure she is an escaped patient from the psych hospital. Well, ya know how usually when you get caught singing, especially when you can't sing, you typically will stop singing...yeah, not this chick. I walked past her and she kept singing her little heart out. God love her cause she definitely entertained me.
Now I'm walking along wishing I had brought some deoderant with me. I stop at the Shell station to buy (not deoderant), but a giant iced coffee. Picture my sweaty ass standing in line to get my DD iced coffee and the old guy behind me is telling the other guy behind me how he got lucky over the weekend. Yeah. And now I have that imagine to carry along with my coffee up to the hospital. Yes, up as in up hill. Not a huge hill, but all sun and definitely more strenous when I should be trying to not sweat so much.
I was almost embarrassed when I got to the training and definitely felt bad for whoever had to sit next to me. Luckily it was pretty cold in the room and I cooled off fairly quickly.
I enjoyed the training and then had the pleasure of walking home. I only jumped twice...once because I heard an animal in the bushes next to me and once because I wasn't paying attention and looked up to see a woman right in front of me (she was jogging) and I'm sure she thought I was having a seizure when I jumped a foot in the year at her appearance. I didn't see any turkeys though.
But yay me! I reduced my carbon footprint by not driving to work and I got in some good exercise (4 miles of walking)!
Wife, mother, Rodan + Fields consultant, Adjunct Professor....love my family, friends, wine, and God.
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