So today I am going to write a nonserious post about something I did. I have been gifted with many lessons and amazing experiences in the last week or so and I will share some of them but I am still processing and want to be able to collect my thoughts before I type them. So today's funny is about exercise. We need to do it to be healthy. There are many schools of thought on just what this means. I think it is all individual. I am the furthest thing from a person dedicated to physical fitness. I do make the effort to do something at least 30 minutes per day. That usually means walking in my neighborhood or at a park. Portland is great because there are many parks and there are hills and slopes everywhere. Truthfully that last one is my antagonist but I have developed an appriciation for them. Recently I have expanded out of most of my clothes?????? Beer, bread, coffee and being a female approaching 40 have everything to do with it but as you might guess I am not happy about it and do not want to buy new clothes in a bigger size. I am determined to fit back into the clothes I wore last summer. So this morning I jumped and squirmed into a pair of jeans that are a size ot two too small these days but I managed to get them on and buttoned. I decided to take a walk in my neighborhood in these jeans even though I felt like I was packed into them. So, off I strode and soon I was headed uphill. I noticed that these jeans provided a bit of resistance for my thighs and hips and I laughed to myself thinking who needs those exercise bands when we can just pack ourselves into our low rider, 100% cotten jeans that are a size or two too small. I might look a little frightening on the sidewalk but who cares. It does take you a little longer to reach your destination though. Baby Steps, they are the only possibility.