Springtime in January

It's been an unseasonably warm week here in northern Illinois--20 to 30 degrees above normal. It's a good thing, too, because it's allowed me to walk outside again.

You see, I spent the first week of the New Year as a flu-ridden sofa blob, and I've decided to blame it entirely on the gym. The week of Christmas, with temperatures in the low 30s, I did all my exercise at the gym. By the end of the week, I was sick. See how conveniently that fits together?

This past weekend I miraculously regained by human form, and Monday I started back on my exercise routine. Sort of. It seems being a sofa blob sucks out a person's stamina. Monday I set out for my usual outdoor walk--and didn't even make it halfway before I was winded. Total walking time: 20 minutes.

So I tried again the next day and the next and the day after that. I'm up to 33 minutes now. My usual path takes me 37 minutes, so I'm almost back up to snuff.

According to the weatherman, by the time I've got my stamina back, the temperatures will have plunged back down into Chicago winter. Which will send me back to the gym. And here we go again...