So, at the end of each month, I tally up how much I've exercised, much like I used to do with my word count.* My goal for 2023 was to Exercise 200 Days, and my goal for 2024 was to Exercise 222 Days. These are achievable goals (last year, I managed 249 days, which is not at all bad), and one of the few things I've managed to do this year is keep up with my exercise goals, mostly running. On Halloween, I went on an extra long run, because one of the neighbors had put up a fog machine in their yard so I ducked down the cul de sac to check it out, and when I got home, I added up how I've done for the year so far.
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| Not sure why I didn't save orange for October. |
So, as of October 31st, I'm at 251 days of exercise for the year, which means that not only have I already achieved my goal, but I've already beaten last year's total, with two months left. Not too shabby. I guess Big Anklevich and I are alike in at least one way.**
*In November, I've set the goal of writing every single day . . . but the trick is, I didn't say how much. So if I write three words, I'm counting it.
**Or two, if you count our love of dogs, and understanding that cats are cold, sinister things.
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