Except, well, it’s wearing me out.
I bike 5 miles in, I bike 5 miles out.
I have lots of showers everyday.
And it’s hills going home, which suck.
And the magic dinner fairy doesn’t live in my house.
And the animals have not evolved thumbs nor mastered English.
So I still have to clean and cook.
I know that they say it’s always a period of adjustment.
Because, you see, I want to eventually be able to run too.
Exercise is awesome.
Except I want to go to bed the moment I get home.