"When I was your age..."

I just spent the last two hours of my workday pushing a pair of hefty babies in a double stroller around a residential neighborhood and along a winding, hilly lakeside bike path in eighty-five degree humidity. Coworker S and I spent the second of these hours basically retracing our steps, as our attempt to return to school by another route for variety's sake failed miserably.

The upside? Today I don't have to feel guilty about my perpetual lack of cardio-stimulating activity.

The downside? Because of our twisting course, the trek really was uphill both ways.