Splat!

Originally, this was just going to be a comment to my Sloth post. However, it was getting quite lengthy, so I thought I’d give it a space of it’s own.

I really appreciate all of your cheers. Honestly, your interest took me by surprise. But then, I guess that the quest to be fit is something we can all identify with.

I did make it out to Town Lake again today. This time it took me a minute less (47) for the same route and my average heartrate was 5 beats less (132) per minute despite it being just as muggy. Whenever I can, I exercise with a heartreate monitor. I plan to walk again tomorrow and I should be okay to ease back into running after that.

I really like to be in an exercise routine, however life likes to intrude upon it and once out of my routine it takes a great bit of effort to get me back on track. I use to think that problem with getting into and staying on track was evidence that I really was an overly flexible person, but now I realize a truly flexible person wouldn’t need to have a routine to stay fit. They would just fit it in when they could and not overly worry, plan, and obsess about it. At least I’m not overly rigid and insist upon sticking to a plan even when it no longer makes any sense to do so, or do I?

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Just as I was stepping onto the walking path, I got splatted on by a pigeon. First time that has happened to me. Luckily, it was only on my hand, but my first instinct, of course, was to look up.

Above me, was the beginning of a line of pigeons that roost on the underbelly of a highway bridge. I envisioned a follow up falling on my face. Conveniently, there was a water spray near by that I washed my hand off in. I’ve never been as wary of birds as I was for the rest of my trek today.