Not only did I get up early - or as we used to say in the military "at the crack of sparrow's fart" - and drove off into the misty valleys that surround our home.
I dropped the car off at the garage after I'd been informed that the 200,000km service it was going in for would cost around $350. I then made myself a steaming cup of Turkish coffee, walked out of the garage, turned right and started my walk to the office.
Then I realized that going left actually made more sense, turned around and started walking that way instead.
On my little walk I listened to a podcast which had me laughing so hard that I had stop walking at some point to catch my breath. Answer Me This is a great weekly show that combines audience participation, standard jokes and general nonsense but be warned, strong language is rife. But it is sooooo funny.
I walked and walked and enjoyed the sun, the diesel fumes and the looks on people's faces as I cracked up laughing. All good fun.
When I got to the office I was hot and sweaty. Lucky for me 'the office' is in fact a volunteer job in a charity's main warehouse so everyone else there was sweaty too. I started heaving boxes and putting orders together and pretty soon I was up to 11,000 paces on my pedometer (it measures paces, not the location of pedophiles).
Another couple of hours passed and I was up to 15,000 paces.
By the end of my work day I was up to 22,000 paces, over twice the daily recommended exercise for an adult.
So I walked back to the garage to pick up the car where I was informed that the service cost twice what they said it would.
I smiled, nodded and looked at my pedometer - 31,000 paces.
Its good to realize what is important these days.
kthanxbai!
