Simple Pleasure of the Day: Forgotten keys

My SPOTD is forgetting my keys after leaving the office for the day.  Why is this pleasurable, you ask?  It gave me 10 extra bike-riding minutes as I had not realized I forgot them until ten or so minutes after leaving.  An extra workout as a reward for a brain fart.  Not bad at all.  My thighs thank my brain for this tolerable mishap while not actually wishing it to happen again too soon.

Those ten extra minutes helped:

- My body get more exercise which I can say now through my teeth is GOOD FOR ME even if I still partially hate it.  My exercise love can only grow so far so fast.

- Because if I had realized my keys were not on me when I get to my gated door to my apartment building, I'd have 40 extra minutes of biking exercise which would make me HATE exercise and HATE my brain for not registering my forgotten keys until the last possible second.  The less hate the better, so I'd only like to hate the fat I want to lose and not the process of shedding it.