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Two wins, one loss

That newsy post about being fat got a really good response from folks, so I've tried to keep some momentum rolling (or building) through the weekend.

Amanda had some bidniz to take care of on Saturday, so I went to the gym. True. I went. I did two circuits through the weight training machines, then 20 minutes on the treadmill. So far so good.

That night we went to a BBQ at my boss' place. There was drinking, and we don't drink and drive, so we left the car in the south end. That necessetated a long walk to the south end on Sunday to pick up the car. Well done. Good walk.

So here I am on Monday, and I'm stuck with the problem of the taekwondo gym. Master Yang moved the facility closer to where I live -- good for the trip home, not good for the trip there. As it was, I was *just* making it on time by walking to class right after work. That's not feasible now. I've yet to nail down a bus route that'll get me there on time. And I'm not keen on taking a taxi twice a week.

My plan today was to ride my bike to work and ride to class. I put on shorts, a running shirt and my dry-fit underwear and loaded my backpack up with a new shirt and a towel. I got out my helmet and biking gloves. I put the extra keys on my key ring and headed downstairs. Unlocked the bike cage in the parking garage. And found my bike. Tires. Moosh. Not enough air. Well, damn. Totally blew my plan.

Rats. Gotta keep on rollin', though.

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  1. hey, i guess i'm reading this a while after you wrote it...did you ever get the commuting thing going? i'm in the same boat, feels like a bit of a shame to waste the good weather...

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  2. I've been walking home from work pretty much every single day, but still haven't got air in the bike tires ... lovin' the sunshine on the walk home, though! Be writing at you soon!

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  3. it occurs to me (and pardon me for being bold) that in the time it took you to find all your gear and do the thing with the key you could have blown up your tire. i do stuff like this all the time! i think some long-term planning and a preparedness to adapt might help, but who knows? i'll let you know if i ever figure it out :)

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