Okay, so I don’t go to the gym. Instead, I opt for the gymnasium of Mother Earth. I can get in as much cardio as I want, and nobody ever fights me for the weights!
A lot of our activities are done spontaneously, and we never quite know what terrain we’re going to wind up in. Especially living in San Diego and road-tripping frequently, we can go from beach to desert to the snowy terrain of Julian or Mammoth in a few hours. We pack snow clothes to change into, but sometimes we’re just taking a really quick jaunt outside to find a bathroom along the way, dashing through a trail or getting something to eat and I don’t feel like fully gearing up. That’s when I pull my gym bag out of the trunk.
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