My tennis shoes are lonely

I am just now getting back to the point where I can move around without coughing after being sick for about three weeks. It was seriously kicking my ass, but I'm excited to be just about back to normal.

There's just this one thing: my tennis shoes. I always keep them by the door to have less of a hassle when it comes time for me to get outside and get moving. I need so much motivation to exercise sometimes that I need all the help I can get. This includes but is not limited to sleeping in my sports bra and athletic socks, setting reminder alarms on my cellphone, and as I mentioned keeping my shoes right by the door.

For the past three weeks they've just been sitting there taunting me, giving me dirty looks, and kinda reminding me of that stack of money with the eyeballs on the Geico commercials. It's been almost too much to bare.

I'm not some kind of hardcore fitness nut, nor do I want to be. But there really is something inside that feels different just by simply throwing on some workout clothes and lacing up my tennis shoes. I feel stronger, more alive, and more able to face the world. I realize this is a lot of power to give to an outfit, but I can't really explain it. I even feel like I stand differently, and it makes me proud. And motivated to get out there and sweat out some stress, burn off some calories, and most importantly enjoy life. So yeah, sometime this week I WILL put on those tennis shoes and wipe that smirk off their stupid face!

I will now leave you with something that always gets my blood pumping...