The Accidental Exerciser
Woke up this morning to the less than dulcet sounds of a couple of ravens tear-assing around on the roof. The metal roof. Look, the type of roofing materials around here is limited and the vast majority of the time, I don't think about it. But when you wake up cranky, and stay cranky because of a couple of rambunctious corvids who think it's great fun to chase each other around on said metal roof, then wood shingles suddenly sound good. But since that isn't really an option I got up pissed off and remained that way through a morning of grudgingly done housework and resentfully downloaded email. I was working on a serious case of the mads when I got the fleeting notion that a bike ride might help. Now, a few things to know about me: I don't exercise, I don't even own any exercise-related equipment. I haven't been on a bike ride - for fun - in about 2 years. Sure, I use my urban cruiser bike as transportation in the summer, but I do than even less this summer...