Snow this morning kept me at home. Hey, I just don't drive in snow. Poor Wil weathered the 45-minute wait at the bus stop while I tapped away happily at home.
For my "lunch break" I went downstairs and rode in the trainer for 35 minutes at a speed high enough to break a sweat. I should have worn my heartrate monitor, but didn't. Naughty Sunny. Feeling a little saddle sore -- I don't think I've ridden for two weeks. Tomorrow I hope to fit in some treadmill time at the DT gym before our Tolkien lecture. Unless my sensor has totally imploded, I'll FINALLY make my goal for January.
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