It was a great idea. I had a meeting at 7:15 am and it was only three miles each way. I was going to get in a meeting and my exercise in one fell swoop. At the meeting everyone was adequately impressed with my aging attempt at cardio exercise even though I never broke a sweat. The meeting was over in an hour and I was feeling good, so I decided(in my perfectionism)that three miles back home was way too easy. I would make a detour to Alvernon and put in another two miles. Yeah, I was doing it all right; after all…what could go wrong?
Fifty-seven and holding