Some people like to complain about people who complain about the weather, but we're just going to ignore those people. Because, seriously guys, the weather sucks.
Last night, my phone lit up with a winter advisory for our region, which last time I looked was three days from the official start of spring. Bring on the freezing rain and more snow for my morning commute!
Immediately upon entering the highway, traffic was backed up behind twin police cars blocking the passing the lane. (That's the leftmost lane for those of you who don't know how to drive.) Just beyond the police cars was a smashed car, which I'm guessing the driver lost control on the icy road and careened into the median divider. It wasn't pretty.
And yes, I'm well aware that there are some strange countries where motorists drive on the left, but we're not those countries. Quit interrupting, please.
For the past week or so, I've gotten into the habit of getting up early enough to take the dog for a walk, but not so early as to leave for work on time. This morning was no exception, except that, hello, the ice? So we didn't walk.
Yesterday, the dog and I took a longer than average stroll around the neighborhood, and would you believe my calves actually feel a bit — not sore exactly — but you know I feel them? These walks and a few push-ups here and there have been the extent of my exercise since that glorious run last weekend.
My diet has been for shit. I stepped on the scale yesterday and holy crap. The number was higher than it's been in several years. Girl Scouts of America, you are to blame. Also, Malley's, you too.
This is sort of a downward spiral. Bad weather, lack of motivation, inertia, bad food, weight gain, inertia, more bad weather, and now it's like the immovable object over here.
In conclusion, I really want to buy a pull-up bar. Do any of you have any recommendations? (Specifically, I'm looking at this or this.)