Day 15 was a Monday in every sense. My gosh I had no energy whatsoever as I tried to get my work done. But for Juneathon, I managed to get in a total mile walk, to and from my transit stops. Because how else do you get to and from the transit stops?
Day 16 was better for fitness. It was gorgeous, so I commuted to work on my bicycle, then across downtown to a meeting after work, then home after the meeting, for a total of 10.5 miles. The great thing about June is that it is still light out until after 9pm. Bicycling is still an option at that hour.
Okay, where the heck did the weekend go? For my Juneathon report–Saturday, day 12, I bicycled to the store for groceries. Yesterday (Sunday) on day 13, I did a 1.2 mile run on my regular neighborhood loop.
The rest of my weekend I was consumed with preparing for an upcoming trip. Holy moly it takes a lot of time to prepare to be gone. It will be ten days away, with only carry-on luggage. Yikes. I’ve never been forced to pack so light. It is a learning process. I’m determined to succeed.
Part of my travel preparation was to finish sewing a skirt with poppies on it. Today was Flag Day in the US, so dedicating myself to finishing the poppy skirt was my acknowledgment of the meaning of the day. My plan is to wear it in the UK for Armed Forces Day. Which means making sure it will fit in my carry on luggage. Eeek.
My Juneathon report for yesterday consists of general walking and some stretches, to break up the long spells of sitting at my desk. [Insert frown here.] I also shopped for a multi-speed cruiser bike at a discount store, but didn’t buy. I want fenders on the wheels, but that makes some of the models rattle like a tin can. Trying to avoid getting a noisy one, while not spending more than necessary.
Day 9 was unusually busy for me, so my Juneathon activity was limited to 15 minutes of yoga stretches in the morning, and then two awesome, fierce 15-minute rounds of laser tag. I was wiped out from the night before when Brit Floyd was in town.
They brought me to tears with their version of this one. It seemed to take on a whole new level of urgency when performed live.
“On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won’t understand
Don’t accept that what’s happening
Is just a case of others’ suffering
Or you’ll find that you’re joining in
The turning away.”
Feeling quite good for a Monday morning, I started off with 15 minutes of yoga stretches, and then bicycled to the office. At the end of the work day I bicycled back home, for a 10-mile total round trip. It was sunny and felt hot and summery, even though it is technically still Spring for another 10+ days. I met more bikers than normal on the path this morning, which made it an even more pleasant ride.
Yesterday, we had a bicyclist struck and killed in our state by a pickup, and a beloved restaurant owner also tragically taken from our community. On things that aren’t right according to our mortal standards.
My ‘day 7’ Juneathon fitness installment was a bicycle ride for groceries; the urgency brought on with the discovery that I was out of ice cream. Bicycled a total of 3.2 miles. Aside from that, it was a lovely but very hot Sunday, in which I stayed cool by doing as little as possible.
Another year, another totally awesome trail race. Due to the foot issues, I did step down at the last minute, from the 10k to the 5k. The problem with the 5k is, that the race ends too soon. It is such a fun race.
Day 5 was a low-activity day, as it is the eve of the 10k trail run on Day 6 [that I’m not properly ready for]. Day 5 consisted of 15 minutes of yoga, and a lot of walking, at our town’s annual river festival. And then there was some dancing to these guys.
So…maybe it wasn’t such a low-activity day after all.