I always have to remind myself that I actually do like to exercise. Odd, isn’t it? I’ve never had to remind myself that I like mint chocolate chip ice cream. Yet everyday I find myself thinking “Ugh, I don’t want to walk today.” Then I tell myself “But you must walk today! Get over it, fat ass!” Then, 20 minutes or so into my walk I’m feeling the groove, the endorphins are kicking in and I’m all “Hey, I’m feeling pretty good. I do like exercise.” I’m like Sam I Am in Green Eggs and Ham every single day of my life. Or I’m suffering from constant short term memory loss like that guy in Memento. Or I’m just me and not some character in a book or movie. Too bad. Life would be much easier if it were scripted. But I’d probably forget my lines anyway, what with my short term memory problem.
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