I only have 10 minutes to write this post and eat my orange chicken Lean Cuisine before I need to get back to work.
Why the rush?
Because I did my two miles of cross training during most of my lunch hour.
I almost skipped it, though. The enticing aroma of book shopping was almost too strong. Walking the sidewalks past industrial buildings just barely edged it out. I even looked up the weather report to see if maybe, just maybe, it was too hot out to exercise and it would be wiser to drive to Half-Price Books instead.
But, no. Perfect 70. Damn.