I was running on the trail a while ago and passed someone wearing a Nike t-shirt printed with the company’s slogan, “Just do it.” It was at that moment, as I was huffing and puffing, kind of wishing I could go home and lay on the couch, that I finally got the Nike slogan. Just do it. Oh! Like, just do it. Don’t whine. Don’t bitch. Don’t moan. Just get off your ass and do it, it being whatever you want to do in life. It was like finally understanding the punch line to “Why did the chicken cross the road?” (Which I understood instantly as a child and did not take a couple of years to parse and appreciate the humor of.) I’ve seen the Nike slogan plastered all over the place so frequently that I never stopped to think about what it really meant.
I was trying to remember that slogan at six o’clock in the morning when I was supposed to get up to run. However I decided to just “do” sleep instead. It’s so much easier to think I will get up in the morning to exercise when I am not actually sleepy and wrapped in a warm cocoon of quilts and cat fur. Which sucks, because I generally feel better during the day if I’ve exercised in the morning, even if I have to pee three times before lunch because of all the water I’ve drunk. Tomorrow I’ll try to be more Nike-like and actually “do” my morning exercise, but today I’ll have to just do an evening run instead.