Nature's gym.

Instead of lifting weights this week (god, I've become a meathead - not what I invisioned for myself when I was in high school!) I planted a tree. I guess that makes me a tree-hugging meathead. Isn't she pretty? Okay, I know she doesn't look like much right now, but soon she'll be covered in flowers. She's an Eastern Redbud. And my muscles are way more sore after digging in the hard hard ground of Reno then they are after I go to the gym.