Recently I Tweeted (heh, I know da language) that I was planning on doing something scary — ask a stranger for help.

I need to exercise. That’s not easy to do around here because most places are several bus rides, or a very long walk away. To get to the nearest pool by bus would require a total of almost three hours out of my day, with an hour to swim.

My husband suggested that I find an exercise buddy, someone who drives, that would go with me. It would shorten travel time, give me extra time to exercise, if I needed it, and give me the secure feeling I need since it’s hard going anywhere alone.

This means that I need to figure out which pool to go to, then advertise for my buddy, and strike up a friendship with a stranger.

Then there is the problem that there might not even be a pool I can go to, so….

*screams*

Tags: exercise, friends, husband, problem

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