Jun 01, 2008 20:38
I had an interesting thought: I don't go out and exercise because it doesnt accomplish anything. I walk and don't go anywhere, I lift weights but then put them down. Dancing makes me feel self-conscious and the idea of going someplace and paying to use a machine to move me in certain ways just feels wasteful. Yes, I know, I have a problem with paying for recreation; I grew up in a household that frowned on spending money on fleeting and momentary amusement.
I need to find a walking partner, preferably with a dog, who enjoys a variety of scenery. Perhaps with the added aspects to the activity the walking would happen in spite of myself.
On the upside I worked myself to exhaustion today, exercise with a point. The garden will probably never be big enough to suit me nor have everything I want to eat in it. So today I began taking up the sod for another row, outside the back fence, and then filling off the topsoil pile. I also brought in a barrowload for the green bean main bed; the bean towers can go up tomorrow. I still need to baby a lot of the peppers I started from seed; they are still so small and, of course, the ones that are doing least well are the Amarillo spicy chiles that can't be bought as seedlings. I'm tempted to start some more since I have five months until first frost. Did I just say that?