Exercise

We wake up around 6am most mornings and are in bed by 9:30pm. I try to get my walk in by 7:30am so I can do homework until I have to catch the bus at 10am. The walk has gotten pretty boring -- there's only so many places you can go to within an hour walk, and I'd grown really tired of the same old streets. And this is only after 2.5 months -- I can't imagine what my motivation will be like in a year. I am not one of those people who enjoys exercise. Iain is. Iain feels a difference if he doesn't go for his walk and do yoga. He likes to fit exercise into our vacations and our weekends. I could (and will) sit on the couch for 6 hours watching tv and there'd be no problem.

The only reason I exercise is so I can eat and drink what I want on the weekends and not gain 40 pounds. That is my only motivation. So, anyway - I was super excited the other morning when I stumbled upon this incredible nature preserve right behind a senior citizens home. I usually walk around the rugby field by the home, and on this particular morning I turned right instead of left, walked into the woods - excuse me, bush - and all of a sudden I'm on this cool path leading down to the water. Excellent. I can't wait for the summer - I will totally go swimming here.

I went back this morning and took some pictures. I had to stop for milk on the way home, and I was feeling super self-conscious because I look like a total freak when I'm exercising. I get REALLY red - it's mortifying. So... to make me look more legit, I jogged up to the store. I know.... But it seemed like a good idea. See, that way, the people in the store wouldn't be like, "Man, look at that girl just walking down the street - why is her face so red?" This way, they'd all be like, "Wow - that chick must've been doing some serious running. Maybe she's a sprinter!" It was a total George Costanza moment and absolutely no one noticed. I'm an idiot.