I am not proud of this, but I chose both. Here’s how it all played out.
If you read my blog at all, you probably know this about me: I work a lot. Like 9-12 hour days. Today was one of the 12 hour days. I took a break in the evening to go walking, get my steps for the day and some fresh air and pick up some dinner from a local eatery to take back to work.
It was beautiful out, with storm clouds in various formations all around. I will pause my story to share some of the pictures I took on my stroll.
Here was the bizarre thing. Those clouds starting producing lighting. And fat sloppy rain drops came splattering down.
I had only managed to travel about a quarter of a mile at this point. I wasn’t worried about a little rain, but wasn’t too excited about getting caught in a downpour. So I ended up making the decision to get in my car and drive to the restaurant. I was honestly chiding myself because it’s only about five big blocks, and I really felt like a wimp for opting to to drive out of fear of rain! Is just water, after all.
Well it turns out I made the right decision because the rain suddenly started coming down in buckets!
So anyway, I did not get my walk. And then I worked until 10 o’clock, and drove home. At that point all I wanted was a glass of wine and bed. But by gosh, I wanted to get my steps in! So I worked out in front of the TV, alternately drinking a glass of water to hydrate and sipping wine as a reward for a hard day of work!
I’m weird. I know. Thanks for visiting!