Why Labor Day Weekend Is Actually Terrible for Working Out

See the red. Red means: this sucks.
See the red. Red means: this sucks.

I went for my long(ish) bike ride yesterday afternoon. It was totally nice, until I got back into town. I was heading downhill and all of a sudden the car in front of me stopped, because the car in front of it stopped, because the car in front of it stopped, because, see, it turned out traffic was completely stopped, backing all the way up the hill.

It was so bad that there was a couple that had set up a stand on the side of the road to sell water and lemonade and snacks — an adult couple.

Partially, this is because the Bay Bridge closed, so people have decided that instead of taking public transportation it makes more sense to drive all the way around the Bay and through our towns. But, partially, it’s just a three-day holiday weekend.

I should have known when I stopped at Swirl (the best ice cream shop) on my ride and it looked like this:

Except with kids. Scarier.
Except with kids. Scarier.

Basically, every time it’s nice out and every one has free time and suddenly gets inspired to start working out,it makes me grouchy and not want to go outside. I don’t know what I’m going to do this weekend. Probably schedule my rest days and stay inside, yelling:

Get Off My Lawn!

Do you prefer working out on holidays or when no one’s out?

3 thoughts on “Why Labor Day Weekend Is Actually Terrible for Working Out

  1. I absolutely love being the only person on the bikes at the gym. Summer was great – my gym is mostly stay at home moms in the middle of the day and they all take classes. Now I’m back to the 6a.m. thing with all the other pre-work go-getters. Urgh. Don’t talk to me people. And don’t stand in front of an entire set of lockers talking on your phone. It’s 7:00 in the morning nobody needs to hear from you.

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