Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Raining, Pouring, Fat Goat Snoring.
Jasper Jules has kindly stepped up to provide alternate conveyance in this time of my incapacitation, having pulled the larval humans down to our friend Dirty Mama's and back yesterday and volunteering for further effort today. Unfortunately, it will take some time for him to develop even the moderate level cardiovascular fitness that I had attained with my twice-weekly hill rides! He must be exercised, and often, if he is to take the children on further adventures.
FarmWife sings to Jasper, too, as they go: "Jasper Jules, he's no fool, but he'd look silly in a swimming pool! Jasper Jules, actin' cool, showin' all the people how he works like a mule!"
As for me, I stand for cold hosing, abstain from high-impact activities, and endure the reduced-calorie fare that is the lot of the slow-to-metabolize. It is not forever.