I’m going out on a limb here by saying that I’m going to try walking to work every day – at least until the weather becomes beastly hot. Of course, writing it down means that I’ll only actually walk twice, but maybe you guys could keep me honest. “Did you walk to work today, Lauren?” (Of course I’ll lie if I drive – I’m like that.)
My summer hours are changing, and starting tomorrow I go in at 6:30. I’ve been training for this the past week and a half by setting my alarm five minutes earlier each day, and it seems to be working. The trouble is that I’ve had this wonderful luxury of time in the morning – heck, I’ve been able to put a load in the washer and move it to the dryer before I left the house! No more of that. (Unless I get up at 4:30 like Brad. Crazy man.)