I realized that I haven't been blogging much lately about my escapades in exercise. I want to assure you that the addiction is as strong as ever. It just seems a little less out of character for me to be working out, as it was, say, a year ago. So it seems less worthy of my rants.
Spinning remains my drug of choice. The Wednesday 6:00 a.m. class is trying to get the Y to add a Monday morning class. I'd love to get most of my workouts in before the kids rise. That will make for an easier transition when I become a working bloke.
I'm still trying to learn to love to run. It's not going particularly well. A few mornings ago, I did alright for the first few songs. I think music is the key here. I need some hard-pumping I'm-leaving-you-because-you're-a-louse music. I have several songs that have become my anthems of sort, but I just need to compile them into a file on my mp3 player. Surely then I will adore running.