In Russia it is said that chickens are milked, and cows carry eggs. (A mockery of those who believe ridiculous rumors.)

Last night Svetochka and I rode bikes all around the town…

Sveta has a love for tracking us as we ride bikes…

I do not like riding around town, but once you get out of the busy section, life is good. We have kilometers of forest, single dwelling homes and nice paved roads to ride on. We also have lots of trails through the woods to ride on as well….and we have some terrible, but fun roads to ride on also. I call them goat trails…

Actually we rode bikes in the country roads of our city. We are lucky to have so many forests around us. Russia is good about making sure that people have access to wonderful parks and such to ride in and walk in. It is a good trait of Russians to have lots of playgrounds and lots of nature areas to play in…

This is all part of that exercise that fat people like me need!

The more I ride and walk, the less fat I have to deal with and the better my diabetes gets….the ride caused my blood sugar to drop faster than normal and this morning one hour earlier than usual, I was in the 4’s and it was time to get up and eat a bite of food…

Exercise makes a difference, diabetic or not…

WtR

About the author

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...

Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...

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