This has been almost a totally lost fitness week. On Monday I had minor eye surgery.
Except surgery is NEVER minor – no matter what it is.
This was my 73rd. That’s right, sports fan, SEVENTY THIRD. Which, I think, puts me in a position of authority for making excuses for sitting on my ass and not doing what I have to do to work out and fight this aging stuff.
If you have been reading this blog for a while, you know I was full of excuses the last few years. Simply put… I turned into a classic couch potato (well, in reality in my case, a recliner potato).
It is now 6 days after the surgery… time to get off my ass and onto my bike.
I promise I’ll be there in thirty minutes or less. Hey… I’m supposed to ride a metric century (62 miles for we Americans) in 6 weeks.
Join me… and get YOUR ass off the couch and outside!
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