Oh, why must reading be such a sedentary practice? And why must I love to read in bed? Oh, WHY?!
I would be tempted to venture off to my complex's gym so I can ride on a bike or walk on a treadmill while I read. But the gym is a whole five minute walk away. And I'm lazy. Plus, it's dark out. And, you know, the gym would be closed this late.
I suppose this may be why I'm prone to choosing sedentary hobbies.
I'm reading on, taking a small risk by retiring to my bed with my books, but still there's definite reading happening. Comprehension? That remains to be seen. You'll have to quiz me tomorrow afternoon.
Plus, Monica and I are gearing up for our own challenge (starting in less than an hour now!). So, dear readers, you must down some more caffeine and stick around for that.
P.S. Can't help but notice more intense editing is necessary for these late night posts. I keep replacing "for" with "four" and other silly mistakes that don't plague me when I'm more awake.
I suppose this may be why I'm prone to choosing sedentary hobbies.
I'm reading on, taking a small risk by retiring to my bed with my books, but still there's definite reading happening. Comprehension? That remains to be seen. You'll have to quiz me tomorrow afternoon.
Plus, Monica and I are gearing up for our own challenge (starting in less than an hour now!). So, dear readers, you must down some more caffeine and stick around for that.
P.S. Can't help but notice more intense editing is necessary for these late night posts. I keep replacing "for" with "four" and other silly mistakes that don't plague me when I'm more awake.













