Attending exercise classes after work powers me through the work week. Usually a yoga/stretch or a dance class. I distinguish days of the week by the class I’m taking after work.
So, when the second Southern snow storm blew through and caused me to miss two days’ worth of classes, I scheduled those two classes the following week. Otherwise, I’d lose money for those prepaid classes.
Fortunately, I already had Monday off since I had a doctor’s appointment. I booked two classes that evening.
I thought by not working my desk job that day, I’d perform better in those classes. Turned out, I’m STILL middle-aged. Whether I work my day job or not, taking two classes in a row wears out my bad knee and ankle, which happen to be on the same leg, but I’ve not yet reached the point where I will declare the entire appendage “bad.”
Nothing makes me feel my age like aches and pains. I even had the bonus temporary symptom of my left foot turning inward, a severe-looking pigeon toe, all on its own. I attribute that to nerve strain which, in the past, has always resolved itself over time.
At least I didn’t lose any money. The bottom line is the bottom line. I squeeze every penny until Lincoln screams for emancipation.
I’ll need all the pennies I can save now that the Orange Menace has imposed tariffs on Canada, Mexico and China.