I spent yesterday morning painting the white parts of my front porch. It was a real eye-opener for me. I am not as flexible or as strong as I used to be. I went to 24 hour fitness yesterday afternoon and joined again. If I am not going to be training for long distance running events, I must do something.
I have always dreaded the thought of taking “classes” at the gym, but I think that is probably exactly what I am going to do. I have got to switch it up, and perhaps Zumba and Body Pump would be good. Mixed in with swimming of course. I swam this morning and it was wonderful. Back to my baseline of 1/2 mile. Not too shabby.
Other things to take care of today. Getting the oil changed. Paying the bills. Taking one or two modules of an online class in ICD-10. And maybe chilling the late afternoon away, while knitting that crazy baby blanket for my former boss.
The labor never really ends, does it? And that is a good thing.