Sludge has been building in my veins and arteries, the accumulation of sitting for weeks on end – working, studying, watching the entire series of ‘Breaking Bad’…
If you don’t start moving, you’ll have a stroke, and die, or worse: and live.
That nagging inner voice kicked me out of bed this morning to tackle what my husband calls the ‘Three Hill Challenge‘ — a 5km route in our neighbourhood, which includes three hills.
Well, that’s hardly a challenge.
I thought I’d do Hill One only today (don’t want to overdo things, after so much sloth) – it looks like this from the bottom.
I don’t remember it being so steep.
That’s what happens when you don’t exercise – your memory goes.
I prefer the view from the top.
And on the way down 🙂
I skipped Hill Two, but Chrissy Hynde and The Pretenders got me up Hill Three – it’s a deceptive but-wait-there’s-more kind of hill.
I suppose it’s a start.
Have a great weekend, and keep moving. 😀
For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post.