Time to Run

I've decided to exercise again. After last week's Volleyball Experience, I thought about my steady descent into sedentarism (just looked this up and it IS a word). At the end of last year, I pretty much just stopped exercising. Too sleepy for that, I decided. I'm too busy drinking large glasses of red wine with my family, or something. But no more.

This is what I'll look like, when I run.

I will be walking and sweating and breathing heavily. And I will grow more powerful and intense thanks to this. I think I'm gonna make it an unshakeable goal to walk for thirty minutes, on or off the mysterious device known as the treadmill.

Me on the beautiful treadmill.

I like treadmills as opposed to just walking outside, because I can really just sink further into my own mind. There are no surroundings to be aware of, no pesky roads to cross. And, blissfully, I can jump into the shower the second I'm done.

Me experiencing the extreme pleasure of the post-run shower.

I also love exercise bikes. They're just really cool machines. Much more accessible than most gym equipment. Although I would love to have a bicep curl machine in the house. That would be beautiful.