Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Mission Impossible (Commute by Muscle 104 Times in 52 Weeks)

The new boss: a list. Make it. Check it twice.

Remember Mission Impossible? This message will self-destruct in 5 seconds.  There's a new Facebook app like this. On the sender's order, it erases a message ten seconds after it is read.  Kaput, gone forever.  Who would put something so secret on Facebook that it needs to be immediately erased? Forget I asked. Let's just say now anyone can put something awful on the Internet and before it can be used as evidence --poof-- it disappears.  Everybody gets to feel like a spy.

I digress.

Make a list.  Even though, like all lists, it doesn't have any real power, even though it can fall through the cracks in the sofa or get chewed up by the dog, it mysteriously carries more weight than if you tell yourself, in your head, today I'm going to bicycle.  Your head is very good at talking itself out of things.  

This message will self-destruct in 5 seconds.  

(Update on the quest to commute, powered by muscle, 104 times in 52 weeks.  Week 43:  walked 2x, bicycled zero. Week 44:  walked 2x, bicycled zero Week 45:  walked 1x, bicycled 3x. End date:  April 15.  Grand total:  103, 13 in the bank).

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Reaching Your Goals, With A Little Help From Your Friends (Commute by muscle, 104 times in 52 weeks)

"Let's walk," says my friend.  

I start to say, "It's cold. Let's drive."  

Conversation in my head

"OK. Let's walk."  

The sun comes out for the first time in a week.  She points out daisies blooming in the grass.

Another day, it's pouring rain, so naturally I drive.  A friend shows up in a snazzy neon jacket, leggings and a dress, ruddy cheeked and smiling.  She bicycled and she looked great. Could have been me. Should have.

From cyclingtops.com

Sunday morning, hunched over the laptop and the man of the house says, "I'm going for a walk.  Want to come?"



We walk seven miles.  It's cold and foggy, but doesn't take long to warm up.  We see brave souls getting ready for the polar plunge fundraiser for the Special Olympics.  If that doesn't make me feel wimpy ...

2012 Polar Plunge, photo by KVAL
Ten weeks to go.  Life and love might pull me over the finish line, in spite of myself.  

(Update on the quest to commute, powered by muscle, 104 times in 52 weeks.  Week 40:  walked 2x, bicycled zero. Week 41:  walked 2x, bicycled zero.  Week 42:  walked 2x, bicycled zero. Start date and end date:  April 15.  Grand total:  95, 11 in the bank).