"Yellow fly?" I hear some folks asking... "What's a... yellow fly?" Dee wondered the same thing when she moved here, and I had always assumed that these beasts tormented the entire nation. Apparently, not true.
Ah, there he is... vicious little bugger. I decided to read up on them, and discovered that they seem to be localized to the swampy, marshy East Coast area. This past Sunday morning had been a perfect morning for them... weather starting to turn warm, but mostly overcast and not much wind. Plus, our walking path happens to be near a whole lot of trees, which is where these pesky flies like to hang. And once a group of these guys finds you, they won't leave you alone until they've bitten you thoroughly.
Anyway, long story short... after being mercilessly tormented by a swarm of these beasts, we've moved our workouts inside for this week... and perhaps longer. We'll see if that makes any apparent difference in our grand plan here, but I think we'll both be okay. We've been rocking on the Gazelle with a little Core Rhythms thrown in for good measure. We shall see on Sunday morning how we've done for the week!
Watch out for those yellow flies!
--Jay :)
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