Dance!

Every day I count wasted in which there has been no dancing.  Nietzsche

I'll admit I'm not that much of a dancer, (unless there's tequila involved) but I'm thinking Nietzsche didn't technically mean dancing. I'm thinking maybe I can interpret "dancing" as "celebrating life." To me, that means getting my butt off this chair and onto my bike because although it's only 35 degrees and I'm not all that motivated, I know I'll get to see something like this:

So I'm off to "dance" my way around a few lakes, up a few hills and through a few trees.....