Used in a sentence: "One will not achieve Self Actualization by sitting at the kitchen eating Fiesta Cheesy Taco Cheez-Its from the box and reading random blogs."
OH MY GOSH-did you hear? Lance and Sheryl broke up. Right before Valentines day too. I wonder if she has to give back the Trek?
Kurt and I rode at Coyote Creek today. Warm sun, cherry blossoms in bloom; perfect day for a ride. Good thing we did too, because the rest of the day has been wasted. Why are their Fiesta Cheesy Taco Cheez-Its in the house? Or maybe the better question: why are there Fiesta Cheesy Taco Cheez its? They don't taste like tacos. They just taste like cheese. Or cheez, as the case may be.
I'm suppose to lift weights tonight. Get strong. You know I joke about how easily I get hurt? Can you believe I hurt myself walking? Seriously. I took a four mile walk on Saturday, and when I woke up Sunday my hips were so tight, I had to walk like a penguin the rest of the day. What is up with that? It finally eased up with a hot soak in the tub, but honestly. Is there NOTHING I can do that doesn't injure the body? I'll have to get one of those electric grocery carts and ride around. That would be okay if it had a bell. "vroom, vroom. Ding! Ding!" Yeah, I'd like that.
Okay-time to put the cheez-its away and achieve SELF ACTUALIZATION through lifting weights.
This is Kurt in his Lance pants. I wanted to take a closeup with him in lycra, but he wouldn't let me.
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