How My Neighbor Overcame Lazy Last Night

This is a picture of my neighbor, Pamela’s house.  I didn’t have the opportunity to snap a picture of her for this blog and she doesn’t even know I’m writing about her but I’m gonna anyway. 

Pamela’s fairly new to our neighborhood and I don’t know her all that well.  But she’s always cheerful and friendly and wonderful to my girls every time we see her.  I don’t get the impression that she’s a regular exerciser but I was impressed by her “unlaziness” last night. 

I was out on a neighborhood jog and, as I rounded the corner, saw a car parked on the street up ahead with a person on the sidewalk by it, kinda gyrating around.  I thought to myself, "great, I gotta swing wide to avoid this derelict", with the follow-up thought, "there goes the neighborhood."  But as I approached, I realized it was Pamela boogie-ing down as her car radio blasted.  She’d let her dog out to do his “business” at the little neighborhood park and, while she waited, she was getting her groove on!  As I got closer, I yelled out, “Nice moves, lady!”  Once she registered that I was neither a mugger nor a rapist, (and no, she wasn’t wary becuase I’m tall, have a prominent adam’s apple and kind of a deep voice – it was dark, ok!) she replied, “Hey, you’re getting your exercise and I’m getting mine!”

I have to say her workout looked a lot more fun than mine at that moment.  Good job, Pamela.  You overcame Laziness today!