Two points here.
First, if you are going to replicate this nonsense (why should you?), you need to get a car with heated leather seats. I completely forgot that my Chrysler had this feature, and I’m kicking myself, because heated leather seats are a Godsend for sore muscles if you have to drive in the car long distances. So nice.
Second, I completely screwed up and misremembered when my gym was open; it’s open until 3 on New Year’s Eve but closed on New Year’s Day. We leave tonight for Texas, and get back on Thursday the 27th. So that means:
2 miles on Friday the 28th
2 miles on Saturday the 29th
2 miles on Sunday the 30th
2 miles on Monday the 31st
That adds up to eight miles, and I’ve done ninety-two miles so far, which means that…
Well, it means nothing, because there could be a freak snowstorm that buries Central Jersey during this stretch, making it impossible for me to do the mileage. But it sets up nicely, or so you’d think.
Ninety-two miles down, eight miles to go. A Merry Christmas to all and may God bless us, every one.