I decided to do something different this year and begin recording every time I jogged or went cycling.
I’ll tell you that the cycling part didn’t work out so well. As you might know, I have two bicyles: the Giant and the Tank. The Tank is a 20 year old mountain bike with road tires that weighs about 500 pounds (or so). I’ve ridden that a lot in the last few years because it has armadillo tires, that’s Kevlar baby! I never got a flat on the Tank so it was great for long rides.
With just one problem.
It weighs 500 pounds (or so).
So, this year I decided to retire the Tank and take more rides on the Giant. All I needed to do was get an armadillo tire for my back wheel and everything would be…
And that was it for cycling. (Seriously, I need to get to the bike shop!)
As it turns out, I’ve been jogging far more often than I’ve been cycling. With the middle of the year coming up, I decided to check the excel file in which I record all these things – and found that I’ve jogged over 200 miles!
Now, let me go on record here and say, “Sure. I know 200 miles is nothing for other people. But, for me, it’s really something!”
I used to love to jog long ago, before I started smoking. So, to be back in a place where I can jog six or seven or eight miles at a stretch, totaling more than 200 in just six months? Well, that makes me very happy.
I’m not saying it makes me very thin, mind you, because I’m still a big, fat pig. But, things could be worse.
I’ll keep jogging…