accidental exercise

So, there I was, just minding my own business. I was enduring the rather long drive back from school and wishing, once again, for it to be cold enough outside that I could roll my windows up. 

I saw a sticker for some sort of marathon and thought to myself, "I should go to the gym tonight." Then I remembered that the gym was a rather long drive, and I still needed to put some gasoline in Izzy. She was getting low in the "Oh, I'll probably need to fill her up in the next few days" kind of way, not the "HOLY GUACAMOLE I'M GONNA HAVE TO PUSH THIS THING TO THE GAS STATION" kind of way. You know the difference, right?

So then I thought to myself, "Well maybe I'll go on a quick run around the neighborhood!" 

After I talked myself out of that one, I started thinking that maybe a little walk would be good for me. 

It was an hour long drive. I had plenty of time to talk myself out of that little walk to. 

Lazy is as lazy does!

As I was driving down the last stretch of road before my street, my car suddenly lost power and ran out of gas. I pulled over as far as I could and turned on my flashers. I tried turning it back on and got it just into a credit union parking lot before it died again. 

Some sweet lady offered me a ride home, but I said no thanks, and that I'd call my mom. 

5 days shy of turning 20 and I still call my mommy. 

She didn't answer, so I grabbed my laptop, locked the doors, and started heading towards home. 

Halfway there, my phone rings. It's my buddy Allen. 

"You home from school yet?"
"No, sir."
"Are you still in Salt Lake?"

"Not anymore!"

"Oh, so where are you?"

I told him my whereabouts.

"So you're driving home right now?"
"Well... I WAS driving home. Now I'm walking."

"You ran out of gas, didn't you?"

"Sure did!"

So.. Moral of the story? Don't wait til your gas light goes on if your car has issues like mine does. AND.. If you're thinking about getting exercise, don't talk yourself out of it. It'll end up happening one way or another.