Thanks to a migraine, my only exercise yesterday involved shaking a few Excedrin out of the bottle. I figure I burned less than a calorie at that, but fortunately the accompanying nausea meant I only ate a bowl of oatmeal (and even that didn’t stay down).
I feel much better this morning, though. No, I haven’t put in time on my exercise bike yet, but I did squeeze in a little yoga.
Funny how my morning “Snap, crackle and pop” has nothing to do with breakfast cereal and everything to do with aging joints. Next thing you know I’ll be dying my hair that odd shade of blue and having out with the other 4 p.m. dinner-eating, slot-machine loving golf apparel ladies.
Great.