A beautiful morning without the humidity that has been plaguing us like, well, the plague. I don’t really want to go out for a walk but I want to ride the exercise bike even less. Sometimes less really is more.
Sneaks, workout shorts and a cool top. check
iPhone and headphones. check
Lock the door. check
House key.
No-tice the no check.
That exercise bike was looking good, great even, from my vantage point on the front porch. Suddenly I needed a bathroom, only because I was on the wrong side of a locked door. Yep, my monotonous pedal devil was laughing at me, fourteen steps away from a working toilet.
The guy next door was home with the spare key we gave him for such an occasion. I headed out for my walk, with no trip to the bathroom required. I only had to go when I couldn’t. There is surely some life lesson in that. But the one I learned is tried-and-true: love thy neighbor.
