I went bicycling yesterday–just staying in the neighborhood since I don’t have my mileage up enough yet to make it worth taking my bike out to the trace. To set the scene a bit here, I live in a fairly nice neighborhood, gated subdivision, country club, all of that stuff. (I’m still not sure how we managed to squeeze our way in here. Any minute now they’ll figure out that we Don’t Belong and kick us out..LOL)

Anyway, I’m cycling along and I see a large bird on the side of the road. A large black bird…with a naked head. Yes, a frickin’ buzzard was sitting on the side of the road, watching me with its beady eyes as I rode past. It was still there when I rode back by, peering at me in a hungry leer. At least it looked like a hungry leer to me! I’m sure that it had heard my gasping and puffing and became convinced that I’d be a rotting corpse in short order. If buzzards had lips I’m sure it would have been licking them.

Now I can’t decide if this is a sign that I should exercise more… or less!

(Yes, Sandra, I know what YOUR answer will be..LOL)