Milestone

It's now been eight weeks since I started working out. A milestone, of sorts. The workouts during the week are the hardest--each time I find a whole list of reasons why I should skip the workout. I need to stay at work to finish up just one more thing, I'm too tired, I really need to grocery shop, my leg is bothering me.... Yet so far I've manage to push past the excuses and force myself to go to the gym.

The iPod is a great distraction, but for sheer boredom, a stationary bike is near the top of my list. Luckily there's hope in sight--the bike shop has finished tuning up my bike for the season, so once the weather gets out of the 30s I'll be able to get out on the road and start dodging potholes and leftover sand. I'll still keep going to the gym during the week, but it will be nice to have an alternative for the weekends.

It's not that I'm an exercise fanatic. I just know that I feel better when I get regular exercise, and it's the right thing to do.

And if I keep faking it long enough, maybe one day I will actually be disciplined.

How to eat a chocolate rabbit

Take the chocolate bunny personality test.

In my family there is a ritual to devouring the bunny.

First, pick up the bunny.

Second, swing the bunny and whack its head hard against a flat surface, such as a table or counter. This will stun the bunny.

Third, while the bunny is stunned and unable to feel pain, bite the head off. You may now gnaw on the rest of the bunny at leisure.

Yes, this is how we eat chocolate rabbits in our family--a tradition that has been passed on from one generation to the next. I never gave it much thought until I stunned my college roomates as I casually picked up a chocolate rabbit, whacked it against a desk, bit the head off, then asked what they were staring at.