I hate walking lunges. Thank goodness for business travel.
But then again, I'm sitting in the airport in Atlanta. I just ate a very small pizza which with a bottle of diet coke cost me about 9 bucks. So far all of the flights have been running late. This place is the most crowded place I've ever seen, and everyone is in a hurry to get nowhere.
Come to think of it, I'd rather be doing lunges.
Tomorrow I'm heading to the beach for a spell. I'm not coming home until I learn to surf.