Lazy S.O.B.
Today was the first day since April that I didn’t use my scooter to get to work as a result of the weather. I did take public transit once – the day I was flying out to Paris. Otherwise, I’ve managed to get to and from work between any showers on all but one day (and on that one day, boy, did I get soaked).
It made me realize a few things:
1 – I really don’t mind public transit.
2 – At the same time (I hate to admit this) I felt a bit of vulnerability as I was heading into work. A random thought popped into my head: What if I need to leave early/immediately for som ereason? Without my scooter at my disoposable, I’m left to the schedule of the MBTA. Of course, it was a passing thought that disappeared quickly, but it made me realize what could be the excuse for so many people who do drive to work every day and shun public transit. Perhaps they fear a loss of freedom?
3 – It’s damn humid out there. As in, humidity levels in the 70’s. Even with temperatures only in the low 70’s (hence the rain), it’s heavy to breathe and the sweat starts dripping rather quickly.
And that’s where I became the lazy S.O.B. For the first time in probably two years (aside from the aforementioned day(s) when I’ve had to carry luggage) I actually took the elevator up to my fifth floor office. I had nothing in tow except for a tupperware container with left-over pizza in it…but I pushed the damn button and waited for the lift. I was just too hot/sweaty to invest the energy in climbing the stairs.
And I feel guilty.
But Randy forced me to go to the gym yesterday and do crunches while balancing on one of those big rubber balls so I don’t feel “that” guilty.
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