I spinned spun stationary biked over at the folks house two days in a row.
At the end of the second day I genuinely felt like I had maybe messed up my knee. Maybe badly. Maybe I should not do that every day?
So I thought, maybe I’ll just do that every other day and see how it goes. Maybe every day is something a person should work up to, and make sure they aren’t broken in the process.
And so on Day 3, I get a message from Mom saying they’ve thawed something for me so I can eat with them after my workout.
Um. Wait what? I wasn’t planning on having them feed me every time I go over and certainly not every night!
So apparently I’m now a mooch. Inadvertently, but nonetheless.
aka gringita 