Taking the bus was my choice, not a necessity, as Kelly reminded me again this evening. True, I could have had Kelly drop me off this morning, but the bus had something else going for it. I got my lab results back from my physical of last week and they show elevated cholesterol levels. They’re not off the charts, but enough to get my attention.
That means exercise is a must for me. Since taking the bus would give me walking and riding exercise, it seems that the money I’ll pay in fares will be directly invested in my heart. That’s a pretty good bargain, I think.
Since I was limited in how many places I could pedal to go to lunch today, I settled on nearby Lake Johnson park. After ten minutes of pedaling, I was at the new boathouse, squinting into the early fall sun.
A few moments later, I was enjoying a microwaved chicken filet sandwich and some nachos while I sat in a rocking chair overlooking a sunny, breezy lake. I was even tempted to rent a sailboat and go rocketing across that lake, but I had a conference call scheduled that I couldn’t miss.
Lake Johnson will always have the feel of home for me. I remember taking walks around it early in my time in Raleigh. When I thought I was finally “making it,” I lived in an apartment which backed up to the lake property. Even now, I miss sitting on that back porch and watching those thunderstorms roll by. Or watching the geese on “final approach” to the nearby lake.
After finishing off my sandwich and nachos, I dragged myself away from the peaceful serenity of Lake Johnson and pedaled back to the office. Once again, a little diversion from the normal routine provided a welcome change of pace.