I meant to go running today, even going so far as to move my running shoes 10 inches to remind me. Alas, I sat down on the couch for a brief respite after work and passed out. I woke up again at 1:58am, wide awake with nothing to do. I would’ve run, but fearing various drive-by shootings and random knifings, I opted against a late-night run.
An exercise to the kitchen would probably suffice. Let me see…how many steps would that take….? Hmmm… 1-2, 1-2…