Silly rules

Got out of my car this morning and said “Damn! Now I have to go up the stairs when I go home.” In an effort to get more exercise into my life I’ve been making silly rules. I park in a parking structure at work, and usually end up on the fourth level. Rule number one – Take the stairs down. Rule number two – if I park on the second or third level, I have to take the stairs up at the end of the day. Rule number three – All Etsy shipments must be hand-carried to the post office. Rule number four – All house and garden work is aerobic if you do it fast enough – speed it up. Besides, you get more done in less time that way. I’m not sure that it’s the rules or just the feeling of running out of time that’s making the difference, but I do feel like I’m making a little more progress these day. Except for those days when I break all my rules.