I went to the gym and then I saw that there was a big street fair one block away. Like a starry eyed child, I turned away from the gym and began walking into the street fair like it was an enchanted forest. I found myself chomping on an ear of corn like a beaver and examining little tchotchkes. It was a beautiful day, and everyone seemed happy. There were kids bouncy house type stuff, including one where a kid puts on a velcro suit and then gets thrown onto a velcro wall, each level having a point, kind of like Skee-Ball. It was mesmerizing to watch, and I wondered if I could get thrown up on the wall, but then I imagined a news story of my death
I did actually make it back to the gym like over an hour later and did 32 minutes on the stairmaster, my favorite one, my usual pattern.
Happy exercising!