Thursday, February 19, 2009

Always Take Care

I'm sore. My muscles are ripped, torn, shredded like sheets of wasted paper. From now forward I'll face my workouts with moderation. I vow to spin my stationary bike sanely and lift weights cautiously. I may even spring for more steady shoes to assuage my angry arches. But that'll have to wait till I find a job. In the mean time I walk slowly, my muscles tinged with pain, my mind tinged with regret.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good your working out again SC. Neitchze said to "never trust a thought you have had while sitting, trust the ones you have have while moving."