Was that...?

This morning I took a short drive to the beach, to see the snow on the dunes. On my way back, I saw my friend (the really fit one who encouraged me last week) running on the walking/biking path next to the highway. I realized that it was clear of snow and was therefore probably the best place to go if I was going to get any exercise today. (My usual side street location is still pretty icy.) That, of course, meant that I would have to get over my "I don't necessarily want anyone to see me doing this, because I'm not sure if I look crazy or just plain terrible at it" feeling. I decided to get over it.

So I went and did workout two of week two on the trail. There wasn't too much traffic that passed by, so I figured with any luck no one I know actually saw me. (What was I thinking? I live in a really small town - the odds of that are extremely slim.) Anyway, later in the day I mentioned to my husband that I had gone out to the trail, and he said "I know. I saw Sundae in the Post Office and she said 'was that Kati I saw out jogging?' " Sundae is one of my very best friends. So much for no one I know seeing me!

Later this afternoon, I found out that there would be an evening session of Turbo Kick. (Previously, the plan was only for a morning session (which I couldn't attend) today, but several people - me included - convinced Angie to do another one.) So I went to that, too! I would expect to feel tired after exercising twice in one day. But actually, I feel terrific!