Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Granny



My treadmill died a few months ago. One last trip to the land fill. I thought about replacing it but then I would only have to move it so I decided not. Of all of the things I own it is the hardest to move. Awkward. I replaced my twelve mile run each day with the Recreation Center that was replaced by my treadmill which was replaced by daily walks. See the direction I am going? Right now I walk about two miles a day as well as riding my bike when there is no snow. I still get up around 3 or 4 every morning. Lately about 6 a.m. I spot a very small older woman in her late 80s or early 90s trucking around my subdivision and over on the bike path. I am impressed. What impresses me even more is that I see her several times for about two hours every morning. Coming and going. Up and down the hill. She is a machine. I guess it is time for me to crank it up a bit.

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