getting paid to work out... sort of

Greyson and I have found a new path to walk our "killer walk." This mile (one way) path takes us to the local grocery store. We walk there and back because you may recall that I like to have a goal (out and back) versus just going around the block a zillion times. Sometimes we pick up dinner and sometimes we just walk there, pick up a soda for me and a packs of cigarettes for him and head back. It takes up about an hour, depending on how much time we spend inside the store. The best part is that I am usually hauling some recyclables to the store because here in Michigan you get 10 cents in return for soda and beer cans/bottles. On the way there we often find cans or bottles strewn along the sidewalk or street. Nothing like getting 10 cents per lunge. That's where I get the "getting paid to exercise" bit. I have to bend down or lunge down to pick up the can and my reward, besides a tight ass, is 10 cents. Hey, I heard a couple put their kid through MIT collecting cans... so there is no shame to my game! In fact, I have decided to keep track of how much money I made this summer by returning bottles and cans. What sucks is that there is no refund for water bottles, therefore, people just toss them in the trash. In fact, there is no recycling push out here... which makes me cringe every time I see plastic, paper, cardboard, tin, or glass in the trash. AGGGHHHHHHH. I set a goal of $1000 for myself. I know it's a bit lofty, but if I think about it, that is only 10,000 squats!