On Saturday mornings, I can sleep in. I don’t have to go to work. It’s nice. Sleeping in for me generally only means sleeping until 8:00 or maybe 8:30, but it’s still better than 6:45, or if I get up for the gym on a workday, 6:00. However, this morning I didn’t sleep in. I set my alarm for 6:25 am, so I could get up and go walk hills with trainer Jen. She walks hills every Saturday and Sunday morning, because, well, she wouldn’t have a walking route without them; her neighborhood is just that hilly. Her neighborhood’s hills make the hills I normally run look like ant hills. The hills in Jen’s neighborhood are hills I used to take my kids for rides on when they were little because it would give them butterflies in their tummies, kind of like a rollercoaster. Yes, these are hills. I...
A Mid-Life Fitness Journey