How cold is too cold to ride the scooter to work?  Well, however cold it was this morning, I’d say that’s about how cold.  Whew.  I hope I can feel my fingers in time to eat my lunch.  The 15 mph headwind didn’t help any either.  Brisk.

I finally made it back to the gym yesterday,  for the first time in several months.  It really bothers me to spend all that money on our membership all winter and then never go.  Apparently I’m not bothered enough to leave the couch and head out into the cold though.  And then after a while you think, “Well, it’s been a month now, what’s another week.”  And then another, and then another…   Plus, it’s always a disappointing workout the first several times back.  I take several pounds off the stack, you know, ’cause it’s been a while.  Then I give it a shove and nothing budges.  So I take off more, and more, until it’s at the point you have to make sure nobody is looking out of sheer embarrassment.  This definitely was the scenario yesterday.  I finally gave up in sheer frustration and just called it a “cardio day.”  Of course the word “cardio” hasn’t ever really played into my so-called workouts either.  Heck, I get winded walking up the stairs from the locker room.  Oh well.  It’s a new year, and it’s my annual routine, so why change it now.  They’ve upgraded the gym considerably since I was last there, so it was nice to see all my dues at work.  I didn’t mention it to anybody though, for fear they would respond “Uh, yeah, we did that last November, glad you like it.”