I drove the eight blocks to the train station this morningbecause I was running late. Literally.
After smacking the snooze alarm button one too many times, I hada decision to make: Hit the treadmill for my pre-breakfast jog anddrive to the train. Or skip the run, which would leave enough timeto walk.
I had to run. So I couldn't walk.What's wrong with this picture?Last Saturday, I drove 20 minutes to take a spin class. Youknow, one of those exercise classes where you ride like mad on astationary bike, never going anywhere. I signed on for this45-minute adventure even though it was a clear, crisp spring morning.And even though I have a bicycle in my garage. And …

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