From My Mind to....

Winter's Coming

C'mon, Missouri. This is still summer. It should not be 51 degrees ... yet. I had to put on a long-sleeve shirt for my morning walk.

I guess I've had it easy over the past four-plus months. I've been able to leave the house and walk on any of four or five routes, depending on how far I wanted to walk that day. The cooler temps this morning prompted some though about continuing my walks when the cold really hits.

Some years back before I injured my leg, I used to run every afternoon after work, especially in the heat of summer. Winter? Not so much. Growing up in Maine taught me when to come in out of the cold. Our local civic center has an indoor track that I used occasionally in the past. Looks like that will be my go-to place in colder weather. It'll be a bit inconvenient since I'll have to drive there and back.

I just hope my will to continue this exercise regimen I've built up these past months overcomes my strong tendency to procrastinate.