I hate running.
But it burns off that extra crap I've been carrying around for the last 5 years,
and dang it... I'm sick of being jiggly.
Anyone seen this?
When I get on that cursed machine, I've got my head in the game...
I'm revved up...
I'm feeling ready to feel the burn...
5 minutes in... I'm the kid in yellow.
10 minutes in, I feel like I want to take a bat to the dumb timer telling me I've only done 10 minutes.
12 minutes... I hear "Another one bites the dust" on my iPod,
and because 70% of the songs I hear, evoke some sort of dance memory,
this pops in my head...
Right around 1:05 where she really puts her ass into it....
Ok. Back in the game!
16 minutes... I'm back to the kid in yellow again, and now feel a little sick.
Finish my 20 minutes.
Write this for no real reason.
Going to bed.