They've gotten pitifully little use lately. I invested in top-of-the-line, not inexpensive running shoes so I could start marathon training again. This morning I started making excuses.
I need to wash dishes. I need to do a load of clothes, too. Oh, and I've been neglecting my blog comments. I need to visit the people who've taken the time to leave comments.
I started reading posts and the first one I visited was about the miles and miles spent walking with a new four-legged friend. I started thinking I should go ahead and adopt a dog so I'd have to go out and get my exercise. The breed I want, Jack Russel Terrier, will punish me by tearing up the house if I let him get bored.
The second blog was all about a morning run.
OK, OK, enough!
If that's not a message telling me get off my a##, I don't know what is. I laced up my shoes and went for a run.